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Tuesday, May 09, 2006 | 5:10 AM

Oh my what the crap I can't take it anymore. I got too many gripes I just can't handle it life sucks. I want my heck-care attitude back. At least, I can still get along well without having half the time worrying about some crazy thing. Such as, my english test is such a. !!&$*^%$ I never did check properly. and now I feel sad. it's just, regret. what the. I wish I wish I wish so much that I had bothered to go through carefully, but no, I did not. And the thing is, I used up all the time, i.e. i never slept or wad the crap, so so so What the heck went wrong?!!!? All I can say is that I am brooding over it, again and again, until my tiny brain finally explodes. like what happens in happy tree friends, you know? Is it regret?

Why? I used to be able to shake it off within, max. a few hours. Perhaps I know thaT i didn't do that that badly, no regrets and all. It's as if someone has put a terrible spell on me. Ever since the kaoji, I have been having this awful feeling. Is it just plain stress? Well it totally sucks, really really. Totally. and it isn't PMS, cus I have been feeling this awful, since like, forever, ever since the end of last year.

Okay RS just broke my train of thought.

Back.

Now I am having stupid retarded dreams, which have stupid retarded endings. What happened to a lovely dream? The BFG hates me, I knew it. Anyway, no dreams are the best. It used to be like that for me. [minus the recurring dreams about prefects booking me last yr which vanished into thin air now]

Oh for Pete's sake, I am only 15 and I am such an old hag already.
And the fact that I have so little commitments and I am already feeling like this just makes me feel worse. and worse. and worse.

I feel like I am sinking and sinking.

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Hope seems to be something that doesn't exist in me anymore.

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As it goes, May7s hate changes. And how true it is [for me]. I can't seem to adapt, not ever not now. How long will it take? I miss so many things, I wish they would all come back. I miss my old pillow which used to be my confidante, and is now RIP in rubbish land for a few years already. I miss all the other things which had gone to join my pillow..

If i live alone, I think my house would practically be a rubbish dump. A well maintained rubbish dump.