& Monday, September 08, 2008
screaming into emptinessfalling, falling, falling,wheres my shooting star. sorry seems to be the hardest wordsometimes love just ain't enoughcan't fight the moonlight.elation today, pain the next.things can go so wrong.words that should stay locked inside.shhh.I wonder, do you even read this?
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vera ;at 11:39 PM
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& Tuesday, September 02, 2008
sick
Many things on my mind lately.one_Financial *crisis* (i don't know how my bank account went down by 1000 in the past mth)two_Friends, or maybe not. There are so many, but so few who count.three_Dissertationfour_Thesisfive_Dissertationsix_Thesisseven_Need to visit someone (thought others will also take the initiative to ask, but disappointingly hardly anyone said anything.)eight_Shitload of miscellaneous stuff to settle. All i want to do is withdraw into my own shell. Doesn't mean that i did a shoot for Maxim, means i like sleazy jokes about me. When i say fuck off, i mean it.When people pay the bill for you, you shouldn't just leave before it is settled. It's basic manners.I haven't gotten paid for a job done like 2 or 3 mths ago. Some event 'helper' lost my calvin klein shades, it is still i dunno where.My laptop is dying very fast.I got cheated by Zee, Zouk membership become privilege card. Big difference.My handphone is dying too.I haven't even bought Mike his birthday present.I didn't get the tvc job.I have a $42 library fine.I went for a haircut and perm to make myself feel fresher, but doesn't seem to have worked.I wish money would just fall down from the sky.I just feel like rolling in some mud. Or chain smoking a pack.
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vera ;at 8:41 PM
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