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Monday, July 30, 2007'♥

is the end of july. time passes really that fast.

well today, nothing much about the classroom matters.

what i am about to say might really hurt someone or influence some people.

dance. referring to our school dance team.
is like, i am getting to dislike dancing in school. from bad to worse. i am not a good role model to follow compared to april. is like, everyday. mon to wednesday. it is bound to practice the SYF dance which is going to performing during national day concert. i tired out. exhausted. how much i wished that sometimes, our school dance teacher could be miss gina, at least she does a lot of joke to brighten our day, and care what really happens to us.

many things just happen around me, is like, i trying my best not to show my emotions. well, i really want to thank xuefang for lending me her ear. hearing me out. giving the help i needed.

what i totally wanted to do was to jump down from the building now, or even bang onto the wall. just let me die. i totally couldn't take it anymore. many misunderstood what i had said. giving me the cold shoulder, giving that afraid look into my eyes. not only in class, but including dance team. sometimes words come out from my mouth doesn't really mean it to you. but is a form of expression that i want to release my unhappiness. i am always talking to myself. even i am angry. so when words came out of my words doesn't directly mean to someone.

seriously, thanks for the encouragement xuefang. and the post you made for me.. glad that i still have someone like you.

blogged @ 8:45 PM







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.lynn
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