what if the time stops ticking at 9:05 PM
a whole hour's worth of time wasted on physics practical. doing what? trying helplessly, to balance a metre rule with weights, and a beaker of water. HAR HAR. when that hour could have been spent on something much much more meaningful. or i could have continued my dream! my way around the house tomorrow. yay! haha. pfffft.
anyway, that's the last of it. for this week. sigh. the whole of next week will be dedicated to my dnt artefact, which i failed to complete during that one extra week i had. dang. i'll probably laze
boo. i wanna watch tv. i wanna watch tv. i wanna watch tv! (starts whining like a spoilt brat) but my brother has been hogging on to the tv playing his games. boo. btw, you people know where's the tagboard located right? i'm afraid i've placed it in a not-so-obvious place. o.O hurhur.
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i smile and i laugh.
i'm overcomed with grief.
it aches, inside-out.
i hide away the pain and agony.
i lied when i told you i was happy.
nobody realises the melancholy i'm engulfed in.
the gloom and emptiness trapped within me.
worn out. tired. this has to stop.
how? may i ask.
this maze i'm in. i have to get out.
set me free. let me go.
i'm losing my mind.
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i just typed all those down, without really thinking. sheesh. fact is. these few days, i dont really feel like talking to anyone. dont feel like going anywhere. maybe i just want to be left alone, for a bit. hide in the shell of mine. and seclude myself from anything else. yeah, that is what i want. but it's almost impossible..
