19, the mess.












Sunday, October 1

i dont want to dedicate one whole paragraph to you.
but i have to..
i dont know why you wont stop. dont you hate me?
if you wish to continue, up to you seriously.
i got no time to think so much anymore.
i'm so tired of all these conversations.
really.. sigh.
this is not the time.

these whole 1 month, i have to mug like crazy.
i can't afford to be complacent.
i can't afford to screw it up!
i can't afford not to go to vj..
:D
so this month means alot to me.
no more fooling around at bishan library.
and playing and talking.
everything shall stop.

urgh. i got no more mood.
I DONT WANT SCHOOL TOMORROW.
disgusting shit. :(

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