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Attention: if u cant tahan with the dirty wording, sorry, dun click to see it. this is another my rubbish diary again, i am sorry to my dear reader, but i need to write this blog, otherwise i going to kill myself.


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what the hell am i?
sleep whole day!
walao!
monday come back, sleep from what time till what time?! still not enought!
what the hell!
8smthing sleep till 11smthing than sleep again till 7.30am.....what the shit!
than after class, back home.... see movie 1 hours, sitting in front pc wait mum back....
than eat dinner....what the fuck ! back still chatting in front msn!
than see abit essay~ what the!!!!!!!
play pokemon game(sorry lo....really exhausted on essay....no mood and no interest~)
walao~
2moro arthur la!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
do u wan fail?
smtimes i really think that most of the lecturer in school of design, izit know art and design?
Design really need so much theory?
truely i still wondering and research the answer~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
btw....
i really wish to have BA (HON) in tis coming graduarate...but i can do it?
pls dun say "u can do it", "u sure can"
i really hate it anymore......
i want....i gambateh?
try my best?
good luck?
everything really make me hate and hate and hate......
i hate it......
izit long time didnt scold by smbody?
izit i am too pampered?
whatever.......
i know in my heart i got smthing to be boom out d.......
is going...
but i really dunno the time......
i really wish to be like "u" <------- this U is nt appear in earth ...... is in my heart.......
bt i know in tis situation, i cant reach u........
am i still try my best to reach u?
why everytime i try to reach u, i am feel tat i far and far and far to hold u?
i am really no have the chance to hold u?
everytime i see 2500 arguement, my heart really going 'here'....
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hmmm...... k la....
go waste some watercolour paper...haha~~~~
to make me feel great 1st....or calm 1st~