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    Monday, September 3, 2007 9:23 AM
    True friends? nopes.

    i feel so lousy.
    everything feels wrong.
    i cant help it.
    do i have any friends?
    i used to think i have got many true friends.
    but when im in deep shit and feel all worse,
    theres no one there for me to bawl on,to tell my troubles to.
    is heaven making a sport of me?
    i've got so many questions to ask, just that i got no one to ask to.
    bathing suddenly and i cried.
    my life is so fucked up.
    im trying so hard to be happy and nothing works.
    you said not to conceal my feelings,joseph.
    and if i ever need to cry one day,you'll lend me your shoulder,
    but whose shoulder do i cry on when its you im crying about?
    they say its pointless crying over you.
    plain stupid cuz you're not worth it.
    but the truth is,nobody is ever worth who,
    because ultimately,this is the game of love.
    we are or were together because we fell in love.
    not becuz you happen to be worthy of me or the other way round.
    im so tired. i've finished the entire physics syllabus except for chapter 23.
    i hate that chapter.
    im so emotional now,and nobody is there for me.
    i dont know what to do.
    i dont wanna sleep.
    listen to the song,boston.
    it is sad.
    the girl wanna go to boston.
    i wanna go somewhere far away too.
    where there are no o levels and no stress and no heartbreaks.
    i know a place like this.
    its called heaven and only kind souls who have died,go there,
    my life is pathetic,yes it is.
    but its not because i aint got any dole.
    my family barely got enough money to get the whole house through.
    and its pathetic not because i havent got any branded goods in my house.
    no,zilch.
    i dont need adidas,nopes i dont need nike.
    im sorry my wardrobe does not have any like this.
    nopes im not any rich kiddo.
    my life is pathetic,
    because im missing out a very important part of my life.
    im missing out on something.
    but im not sure what.
    is it him? or is it just life's simplest pleasure of having someone there for you?
    hais.
    im so tired........
    i wanna go somewhere else.
    i wanna revert back to my old self again..