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} spun out i wish i could say everything that i want to say to you to your face. but im so scared, so everyday i watch you turn around and leave, thinking that i dont care. like if you crack a joke, and i dont laugh, and it seems like i have something against you, but maybe im just wondering whats really beneath that laughter. im too boring, too serious. im a stoner. i think but i dont take action. and then i get frustrated when people dont understand me, hahaha. maybe you'll never know how bad i feel when you help me out so much, and i cant do anything at all. im taking so much. i cant seem to offer anything in return. and maybe you'll never know how i taunt myself for every little wrong thing that i ever said to you. i spend whole bus rides worrying how people are feeling after i've said something, thats just how fear driven i am, haha. but anyway. i just want you to know how much i care. i cant really convey it properly, maybe if i pray hard enough God will let you know or something. haha. whatever stupid i do, please dont think i resent you or something. hatred is a curved blade eh? i've felt it too many times to want to make the same mistake again. sorry im such a damn loser, but even if im not your friend, you will always be mine. strangers are family you've yet to come to know -- mitch albom. i think. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ i decided that my sudden Extreme Exhaustion is caused by school. for the past 2 days i have been doing my homework, and as a result i collapsed, totally wiped out, onto my bed each night. but tonight im ok, because i finished my homework in school. or maybe im just experiencing a really bad case of Laziness. either way.. I CANT WAIT FOR THE WEEKEND. :( regarding the london blasts... i bet the other cities are counting their blessings now, somewhat relieved that they weren't picked to host the olympics. and the new national day song.. sigh. i guess its nice, but i dont like how the word 'achieve' appears every few lines. no wonder everyone around here is so stressed out. oh well. who am i to talk anyway. bah. goner. passed the point of delerium
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