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Monday, July 28, 2008
{11:39 PM}

The difference is, how much I can do in one single day and how much I can bring myself to do in one day.

It's really selfish and stupid, I'm not working hard enough, not enough to catch up, does this mean that I really want to disappoint those who are concerned?

I really don't want to disappoint them, but, why do I feel this tinge of reluctance? Why do I still prefer to waste my time away , escaping from reality? Why?

Doing four Math papers in one day won't suffice. It's easy for me to tell myself, that I should work harder and I could do so much more.

It's another matter when it comes to exacting out what I've said.

UGH.

-----Feel-----
Time to die.

Time to be alive again.

Time for new beginnings.

Because......

Perhaps it was all a dream.

Life, live it well.

-----Speak-----

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