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im on to another round of routined life aaaggaainn.
sleeping at 12, waking at 6
leaving house at 7.30, reaching school at 8.
but if i get a little lucky.. esp thurs and fridays, i can sleep till 12. woopey xD
and woah, 2 weeks passed already.
so far, it hasnt been too bad.. but it's just the starting =/
but passing each day so awfully.
no true friends anywhere.. none.
all i see is those fakers who really really really drives me mad sometimes. all the time.
hearing her blabber or rather,
bragging about this this this, that that that.
sheez, i wished i could shut her up. really annoying.. really.
then i wished she could disappear from my sight and go away
but no, i dont dislike this place. i dont dislike this school. in fact, i really like what im studying.
basically, i just only dislike the people.
everybody seems to be wearing a mask.. EVERYbody.
few days back..
someone asked, how would i rate my life over here at tw.
then we came to a conclusion,
very true. no matter how perfect the place is, without friends/loved ones.. the place will be just like crap.
indeed, i feel very stuck up.
now, the only time when i really would feel less moodless would be staying online, and that's when i really can have a chat with.. true friends.
i dont feel moody, i feel moodless.
remember the days i would happily countdown to my every birthdays.
going around, wanting people to wish me.
celebrate the way that i want to..
choosing my own cake, sticking my own candles.
surrounded with true friends.
oh gee.
feel rather numb to almost everything now.
nothing really matters anymore
sometimes, i wish i could trust myself more instead.
9:08 PM