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Wednesday, January 30, 2008

dunno wad life i m living now..
it juz gets tougher...
nowhr nicer..
my life is music..
playing music in band..
facing another in cls..
so we pay sch fees to endure these n enjoy ccas la..
well..
we r certainly getting wad we paid for..

frens r nt frens nw..
so wad do i call them?
associates..
schmates..
they r my frens..
but somehow they dun c each other as one..

frens r nt frens nw..
maybe more than juz frens nw..
avoid...
or shld i sae...
escape..
i noe best..
studying is more impt..

i juz read sumting..
which says dat things change..
juz a matter of when..
n dat a change will be 'tmr's common good'..
i m changing..
knowing more..
knowing too much..
n too little..
but juz lyk every other lesson in sch..
thr is always hw..
problems to solve aft learning sumting..

i hav nt always been v gd at solving problems..
dat's oso my problem..
but my maths is pretty gd..
i noe..
knowing too much = many problems..
so..
know less = less problems = better life..
lyk wad i hav said..
studying is more impt..
so juz study..
i still believe at 1/30/2008 11:11:00 PM
0 people said you would come back by my side

is it me

be bold
are the words too weak ?
or things weren't obvious enough

Targets for Midyrs

Maths - A
Econs - D
Geog - D
Phy - A
GP - C


the darkest star

Guanri
17July1990
Pioneer Junior College
..Symphonic Band
07A03
if u have not noticed..
..i hav been shining at night

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stars tonight

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