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tired
Went on a movie spree with Gel and Jack today. Gel sponsored the tix, so thanks Gel~

Did much talking... But I couldn't provide much help. Oops.

And now I'm tired. Really tired.

Still gotta blog though, relieves some stress.

Also, yea, much thanks to Jac.

Rewatching House. Sorta cool, and the characters are interesting.

I'm trying to write a mini memoir but I think it's failing because I'm using a substitute.

I guess substitute's the in thing now.

I really got to start doing my homework. Past few days have been busy.

Well, I wished I was born prettier. But then again, if I did I won't be myself. Sigh.

Writing about three scenarios. Such a pain but I guess it's always better to jot your thoughts down somewhere.

As I said to Gel today... She's sorta lucky to have a forest to begin with (even if she only needed one tree). I dun even have a forest, or a garden... Mine's like, tundra. Nothing there, perhaps the occasional shrub.

I'd love to have a better life... Come on.......
When do these things ever end?
First you screwed with my childhood, now this?
You've gotta be kidding me.

I wanna go home.

Where this home is defined as a place where I matter to someone, where I am loved no matter what. Where people care and not leave me alone. Where I belong.

It may just be a pair of arms waiting to receive me. Just, bring me home.

I just want to..... to be.... cherished.

Sigh.

Where are you, ty?

But it doesn't matter anymore. No matter how hard I try, it's just gonna stay as it is. I will never find Ty. But I really don't care... Even if I didn't matter. Ty's choice.
Besides, I'm not good enough. Never was.

and Ty won't accept me as I am.

Perhaps I have nothing left to give... I've given so much to someone else... Who, has found someone better than I am.

I am sad.

Really.

Really.

Sad...

[I just want a real hug... once more...]

it's 10:11 PM now on Wednesday, March 18, 2009



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