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    Sunday, October 12, 2008, 8:57 PM
    I don't deserve you
    'Cause I'm not there for you.

    The longest day of the week. I despise Sunday. I've been cranky lately. And Im hating home now. Im planing to run away from home, can you actually believe it? Im totally not all excited about hearing parents fighting. Damn it. And i don't even wanna see my End Of The Year Examination results.



    I just don't feel right at any moment. Not at any bit. I felt like smashing things. To cry out loud. But no one was there to hear my deepest sorrow. I don't want love to hear it, because I just want to spend my leftover moments with her in a happier basis. I just felt so depressed. Floorball championship is so near, and I should start mugging. Really. But I don't know what to do. I just don't. Relationship & family issues has been a problem. I don't know how to juggle any of time for anything. I don't want my life to be filled with darkest hours, but it has.

    I've been getting frequent headaches this few days. Oh no. Side effects? Maybe. Sigh. Trying and handling to stop, but I cant ): Math, history and chemistry exam is still on my mind. Oh, I doubt I will fail one subject. Or maybe, not getting promoted. I'm so not feeling well right now.

    I.CAN'T.WAIT.TO.FREAKING.PROMOTED!

    Checking exam scripts tomorrow, hope I pass my english.


    Gotta play Habbo now. Sayonara humans.