sometimes i just felt like this diary is SO dead- i'm the only person coming to post stuff and everything. sometimes i just feel so tired of life, and the only thing i wanna do is just go back home and sleep. sometimes i even wonder what purpose is it for me to live, and what purpose do i have to fulfil?

please excuse us if you don't see any updates, 'cos we're busy mugging our butts off for the coming mids ; plus, we've got so much draining hours of art to complete. God please save me now.
i treat this as my handicap diary- whenever i feel i shouldn't update my dland one, i'll just come here, update. even my old diary on blogspot. i feels pretty interesting to just update on something you can't always update. perhaps absence makes the heart grow fonder. (x
i miss youknowwho for nutcakes.

but i should let him go, not be tight-fisted? (:
sighs- china is becoming a memory, perhaps going there is just another staged dream i have in my mind now.
i even think and say.
how beautiful God's creation is; but i don't even feel like He created me? i'm feeling drained again.

TAAAS. prissy.

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