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i'm lost.

i have been losing a lot of things.

e.g., my pens. pens are expensive, oi.

e.g., people. i keep losing track of them. people move too fast. I find that annoying.

e.g., time. i lose track of time too easily.

i was thinking of writing a corny entry today.

but i read something which made me feel very, very lost.

i'm lost, i realised i don't know how to communicate with anyone properly, or convey my feelings properly. i think, i must have wronged someone, or made someone feel bad, when i say things.. wrongly. i dunno. so if i offended anyone, sorry.

i dunno, i haven't been happy lately, i've been so irritable, and it's not that time of the month. i get annoyed if someone laughs too much, or talks too much, or whatever.

life is boring. day in, day out, same thing: go to school, sit and wait for recess, exercise for NYAA, sit and wait for end of school, sit around in arc room, go home late, get scolded, bathe, eat dinner, fall asleep while doing homework, wake up the next day in a panic, attempt to do last-minute homework/studying for test in school.

i think, i lack a purpose. i've been purposeless for some time. i should be more productive from now on.

anyway, i'm supposed to do my english project, but typing this out has made me depressed and i dunno how to continue. sigh.

2004-03-02, 8:23 p.m..
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