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♡ and you were a once-upon-a-time.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009, 12:28 AM
A few minutes ago, I've been tossing and turning on my own single queen dying bed(which seriously needs a new buy immediately) but couldn't force myself to get a goodnight sleep. It seems to me now that sleeping is the hardest thing to do. Silly cause I used to be a heavy-sleeper.
And with no one to IM to at night, with exceptional to Sheela, I have nothing else to do now. Yea, urgent, now.
My wall lamp's bulb's been glowing in the corner there, just waiting to fuse, or probably waiting for me to fuse.
I couldn't enjoy the holidays any better cause I'm growing down rooted drained to nothing excepts for homework and pertaining stuffs like that. My laptop is dying at any moment, and if that moments ever come any moment sooner, I'm telling you blov-vers, I'm yet to be-alive.
I swear under anyone's socks, I would love to start school anytime, but now. Eventhough its not a least logic to have a 2weeks, unexcite holy-days, school days are still much more preferable where there's at the least something for me to worry which are those inevitables CSP lessons, something(s) for me to look forward to which are choir practices(hey, no joke, I'm starting to miss those choir practices) and something for me to "dearlove" for-my wonderful wonderful classmates.
Well, speaking of assignments, I'm almost done. Kay, I'm repeating that honourable few words already. Lol.
Today's been the daily same. Nothing much to storytell about.
Well, I guess that'll be all.
Daa blov-vers. Loveeeeyouall<3