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Wednesday, May 04, 2005

feel it running through your bones

okay.
mid year's are bitches.
i have been feeling so tired and
stressed out these few days.
mentally exhausted already.
D:

anyway two days to my birthday.
QUITE EXCITED.
i mean its not everyday you turn
fifteen.
BUT. SIGH.

tomorrow's emaths paper is
a goner. not use for me to mug now
since last minute revision doesn't
work. i have been doing this for
maths everytime although i know
its wrong. WHATS WRONG WITH ME?

AND NOW I AM FCKING PISSED.
URRRH; WITH MATHS THAT IS.

okay gonna run off for guitar.
maybe i shouldn't even be wasting my
time on guitar when my
stupid maths exam is tmr.
BUT I AM ILL-DISCIPLINED.

:/

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