} miracle drug. [hang it out to dry so it will stop bleeding.] ---------------------------------- had pft today. not too bad... but i lost my chance of getting another gold cos of a stupid D. :| ah well. maybe i will take the retest..if i feel like it... hahahah. 2.4k run on saturday... sigh man, sigh. im very very slowly getting myself on track on my schoolwork.. i fall asleep less often now at least. :) and im bringing back more books. but my memory hasnt improved the slightest bit. i think its getting worse. i dunno what to do... i used to take it as some kind of joke but my scatterbrain-ness is getting a bit serious, cant remember anything that i dont write down. :S how to sit for exam like that. my brain cells seem to have died completely. i cant do what i could do so easily in the past. i cant absorb things so quickly, see through the surface, etc. im becoming this huge chunk of rock. closed. insensitive. unable to receive.. falling apart. argh!stopit. wasting my time. id rather worry about something else. like getting started on mid years revision. sigh :| ---------------------------------- miracle drug - u2 I want to trip inside your head I want to hear you when you call Freedom has a scent The songs are in your eyes Of science and the human heart I am you and you are mine The songs are in your eyes God I need your help tonight Beneath the noise The songs are in your eyes Miracle, miracle drug 2005-04-04, 10.45 p.m.. before } after |
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