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Sunday, August 10, 2008
{6:36 PM}

Sometimes, I feel like treasure. But it lingers only for that while. It hardly lasts within me.

Often, I feel so horrible. The worse part is, I keep thinking about it, only makes it worse.

And sometimes, I just don't know what to feel. This is probably the worst situation that occurs, when I don't know how to react. Thus I end up doing something stupid.

My brain is throbbing again, can't think properly. Darn. So I'd pause the Slipknot music, attempt to think, and compose a post. Yes, Slipknot actually distorts thoughts very easily.

Am I suppose to feel hated? Am I a jerk just because I can't react appropriately, speak the right words you'd like to hear or even comfort you with my presence?

I shouldn't be caring about how much people are making me out to be a loser, to be someone they'd prefer not to be with. Yeah, but the thought is just overpowering. Fucking get studying, you bastard.

" Kai Sheng? No, not my friend. "

Ouch. Then again, my source, can be doubted, or at least that's what I wish to believe. Nothing to cross reference to, so it stands reliable.

It sucks to no that, I'm not good enough to be always on someone's mind. Sure, I know I'm not special and fun enough, I could work on it, but definitely not now. O levels. RAH!!!!

Eh, whatever la. Maybe I should live my life under the name of Sher Zi Ao, maybe life would get better, less loser-ish. Yeah.

Make fun of the depressed bastard can? Depressed bastards are such wimps, so laughable. Depressed bastards are such undeveloped kids. Society is such, most people are unfeeling and won't give a shit about how you feel. Live with it. Or just die.

Life, going downhill? This, could be termed as " collapse "? Shh, I need to study, for goodness sake. Sake as in the Japanese rice wine, yummy.

This song, heavily inspirational, somehow. It adds on to my stress, I think. I have to let you get the best of me. Foo Fighters - Best Of You.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6DKXGpMGY_o

-----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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