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revive attempts
shh.
can you hear them?
the secret conspiracies that everyone is plotting.

i cant.

i thank myself for not understanding so much sometimes. i'll be forever deluded in my nice sweet perfect world, my mind will be unwavered by the ugliness of the world, and i can remain who i am, sane and original.

inevitably, our identities are washed away by the rushing tides of the human world. if we lock ourselves up, maybe we can retain some of that us where we were born with. sometimes, its better to be like that.

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today sucks :/
the durian puffs are cheering me up though! my 5th one alr! (i'm definitely going to grow fat!!!)

and do i look english pro? -_- dear instructor cum friend ms mabel li says i do. I DONT. i'm so cheena can. and i had to tell her i'm going to fail english, and she was like :O REALLY OMG. hahaa and i tell her i love to read 读者 and she totally went foaming at her mouth or something.

is it that bad, like telling people i like chinese better than english??? -_-
and i was spazzing over the newest issue of 读者 (because i had nothign to do) and then later started reading. SERIOUSLY the stories in this new issue is good. but OK besides that story that's supposed to be the main one, about this woman whose husband died in war and she always thought that he died gloriously (because of a badge) and then end up the badge that she received was not her husband's but some admirer's, so after being a widow for like ZOMG years she remarried to that admirer.

funny story, but i like the language. :D

EHH PLEASE GO READ OK!
and i decided to revive here. OTHERWISE ITS GOING TO DIE!

Thursday, May 8, 2008
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