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    		We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate.
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    Wednesday, July 9, 2008, 8:31 PM
    (I hate how much i love you)

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    oh man, i feel terrible.
    and its not the ill kind of terrible.
    is the sick-tired-sleepy kind of terrible.

    the homework is killing me from the inside
    i still have 2 blog entries,
    level camp compo,
    2 chinese worksheet,
    LA formal letter,
    geog report,
    MOV revision fot the test tomorrow,
    LA MOV homwork
    and alot more.

    you know something?
    half of is due on friday.

    i'm thinking of homework and homework and homework
    homework when i'm eating, homework when i'm showering, homework when i'm sitting on the toliet bowl, homework during the lessons, and i even dreamt of homework chasing me!

    i feel like i'm just drifting from place to place
    i have slow reaction and i'm starting to space
    my brain just keep shuting down and tuning off from everyting around me.
    it just fades and gets blurer,
    like i've forgotten to wear my specs.
    once again, the mood swings strikes me
    i'm sorry if i snapped at anyone of you
    (creshelle, so sorry. i was feeling grumpy when you called)

    i've never ever felt so tired in my entire life before..