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♡ the change was drastic. too much to contain, dear.
Monday, February 8, 2010, 9:04 PM
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I just have got to remember back all those moments when you used to always asked and never stopped. When, we're at inches away you're keeping your sight as far away from me. Why, just why can I never have you get back to the usual times? I hate when I have to push my heart to one corner and start my egocentric self. You know, I wasn't. I wasn't trying to. But you pushed me. Could you all please just for this once make me think that everything wasn't supposed to be the same? I love love love you okay. I just wasn't able to get it all out. You know that. How hard it is for you to show the obvious? Maybe the pavement wasn't build on my direction. Maybe it was just a vague footplan.

Yay. I've finally recovered and I AM SOOOOEY happy. Hhehe.
Side F&N and after curriculum period, everything seems to be pretty fine-going for me. My cherry cake was a fail though): Burnt surface, owh, my heart breaks. God, how can I ever going to survive through my years with F&N coming along? Emilyy, save me.
I guess I couldn't say that I am FULLY recovered, well at least for the throat and flu part settled. But my headache still hadn't gotten over me yet. I couldn't really stand for too long I guess. Get a little blankouts.
Lack of sleep maybe. Blame it on A-Math. I only woke up after 5 in the noon last night. So I could only get on books after then. So've been mugging on A-Math after then.
Goo, I'm tired. My dark circles are getting obvious and my eyebags putting on it's weight.

So. Daa blov-vers. Heartssgy hearts.