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/ Friday, March 26, 2010

Its not about whether you fall down, its about whether you get up.

From one of those inspiration posters I found in the dance studio. LOL.
apparently there's a lot more.
Today was actually going okay until i got home.
My mood can change really fast.
I just realised that.
And the best thing is,
i keep saying i want to go home.
BUT, my life is boring,
i go home,
i do something wrong,
then i get canned or scolded.
same routine everyday without fail.
and although it happened for the past fifteen years of my life,
i still don't know why i can never get used to it.
oh well,
at least it wakes me up,
reminding myself that i am still living in jail,
and life is no fairytale.

At least when i am sad,
i got Andrei to go to,
i got jokers like Anna and Kimberly.
and that's good enough for me.
Can someone tell me,
why is it that i am the one,
who has to get the life,
like i am living in a very comfortable prison cell.
i rather live in an actual prison cell and get all the freedom i want.
Sometimes when i experience some unhappy stuff,
i wonder if its just me or there are actually other people in this world,
who also experiences the same types of things, in the same particular manner.
if there is,
i want to go shake hands with them and treat them starbucks coffee.

nevermind,
i cant change reality.
sometimes i like to just pull my curtains all the way up,
lie on my bed,
look at the moon,
and dream of how i would like my life to be like.
one day i would like to go to the moon.
Honest.
and im gonna bring something huge with me.
it would actually be funny,
if you're in Singapore,
you look up,
and you see something that's making the moon look out of shape. LOL.

I used to keep wishing if there was any date i would like to go back to,
it would be primary 5.
not anymore. (:
Not since Andrei became part of my life.
HAH. Im so darn lucky. :D

alright,
Kimberly just told me Anna actually completed photo journalism.
i actually forgotten all about it.
i guess i would do it on my journey for anti-drug competition,
because that's the only thing i went and actually have pictures of it.

okay,
i should go sleep now,
because my boyfriend told me to sleep half an hour ago. ):
Things would be so much easier if my parents actually gave me permission for anything at all.


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