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Sunday, May 16, 2010

last time i checked, it was 5.38am.
i was up earlier than tt though, thinking abt BLOTTERS and code-less securities.
like seriously i need more slp for a weekend, it's nt like i slept at 11 or wat you know, and the sneaky fella had to crawl ard my floor like nobody's business.


nt tt i gave it much damn. n it's a big huge deal tt i actually ignored it you noe..........


i think i have a NEED to rattle.


quoted: just be yourself.

problem: i DUN LIKE to be myself. nt tt there's anything wrong with me, just tt there wld probably be havoc if i were to let myself go the way i wld. then there's another kind of person i'll like to be, the kind who blog their hearts out like no tomorrow (nt the kinda spammers if u noe wat i mean), but their strength, their talents and wateva else they seemingly have, is beyond me.


and tt sucks. it sucks more everytime i think abt it.
mayb i AM like tt down under, i just needa uncover it. ha-s




till then, let me be that coward who hides under my covers.


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