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Saturday, October 15, 2005

i'm sorry for being such a bloody loser.
but i feel so bad for keeping it all to myself. so now i shall say out how i felt yesterday:
>i think i am really dumb
>i felt like i was surrounded by bullies when the pits came flooding in. lol. that's amira's expression.
>i couldnt wear my nike shoes anymore. damn the rules.
>i wonder who booked me for my fringe. LIKE i have one. some pits just laugh cos they never get booked. they don't know how it feels. esp when you're down in the dumps.
>i felt so relieved when zan said she's try to do something to help me
> i felt pissed, down and sad again when liy simply said, "you cant do anything"
>i wanted to burst while blogging after she said that.
>i felt so depressed in the toilet but it felt so good to be bawling like hell and i was scared of coming out. scared of cracking up again.
>i finally went out, hoping that people wudnt notice me,and if they did, they wouldn't make a commotion cos they're my friends.
>but i got to the toilet and talked to amira and liy saw me and she was like, "DID YOU JUST LIKE CRY?!" which turned a few heads.
>i swore on the inside.
>i lied, of course, and ran away to send the stuff to the conno man.
>i felt so lost and sad and also relieved for crying out before reaching the staff room when amira and fizz were behind me.
>i felt disgusted by myself.
>i just lost it but i didnt care cos they were my friends.
>i wanted to hug them but i was just to gross.
>told them it was about me failing all my exams, but nope, actually it was EVERYTHING. just a pile of old and new problems, all kept and chucked away, ignored by me.
blahblahblahblah.
>went to bawl in the toilet AGAIN.
>people outside. i wanted them to go away. but that's just mean. i love them.
>blahblah. ms wong...
>ms wong talked blahblahblahblahblahblah. she's real nice. but i cant remember much of what she said but that it's not too late, and if i fail, it's okay.
>i love my darling spicebabes and oneohtwoers.
>i love that room, cos it reminded me of the room of requirement or something, in HP book 5. (wdh?!?!) but that's wad i thought. -.- so cool. especially with the weather and all.
blahblahblah.
I LOVE THE PEOPLE WHO CARE!!!!
*hugs*
and that's the end of my long nenek story.
message to melia: WE CAN MAKE IT, GIRL!

That's all there is. (:
11:48 AM

packed and left.


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