Since these few weeks are the closing of the semester, everyone knows what end fo the semester brings.WoRk woRk n Work.So, I have been working on this...bAtik thingy for my creative studies. Me n my groupmates were pRetty DArN happy last week when we finished...or so we thought. Yesterday... our batik was rejected. So.. no Deeparaya holiday for me... I have to go back to college.... *grunTS* *Sighs* im so tired already.....
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Saturday, October 29, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Swings
I hAtE what my head does to me. I hate to think the way I do. I hate to be so unsure of everything because i have doubts.I hate to have completely contradicting thoughts ALL the time. I hate to have nO control of my own life at all.I hate the fact that I acTually Go CrAzY every once in awhile. I hate to admit that Im inSanE.I hate the way I am.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Massacre of Sanity
WAhOoOo..~!!! Im finally online again. OmFg.DEpRIvEd maxxximummm. Now i can finally stay at home n not go CRaZy. Not to say i will be sane after goin online. but at least it buys some time and takes things off my mind at most times.
The days have been crazy. Thank gOodness for end of the semester assignments take takes some of me away from indulging in thoughts. If it wasnt for that, I might have been dead or inSanE already. Too much for this lil head of mine to accept.
Contradiction of thoughts that sits in between truth and lies. When the heart and mind collides, the results are devastating. It is unmerciful. It would have been so much easier if I was someone or something without feelings. Until I decide which I chose to believe, I'll always be here, Tortured by what makes us all human.
The days have been crazy. Thank gOodness for end of the semester assignments take takes some of me away from indulging in thoughts. If it wasnt for that, I might have been dead or inSanE already. Too much for this lil head of mine to accept.
Contradiction of thoughts that sits in between truth and lies. When the heart and mind collides, the results are devastating. It is unmerciful. It would have been so much easier if I was someone or something without feelings. Until I decide which I chose to believe, I'll always be here, Tortured by what makes us all human.
Friday, October 07, 2005
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