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Jacelyn. The slightly deranged teenager getting ready for the zombie apocalypse, also addicted to sugary/sweet stuff and junk food. MLIA.
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It never came;
Thursday, April 16, 2009

Lost and insecure;

Sad. sad
Tomorrow is English Oral wth and today still have Weiqi.

Today.
I love high YOU FOUND ME by The Fray.
Today was so heng. lol
Escaped the wrath of Zhang Xian and his green tea;
By hiding smile beside/near/behind Mr Jack Cheng.
International Friendship Day.
Did some activities,
Somethings are not as it seems...
Nothing much happened today and what am I doing? Blogging.
What am I doing when there is oral tomorrow? Absorbing radiation.

Sometimes, we do not know;
Who is watching us.
Some funny stalker might be stalking us without us knowing it.
How I know? I stalked someone like that before, 2 years ago?
Trust.
Makes us vulnerable.
No matter how cold we are to others, we still trust some people.
But we have to be careful, the safest is trust no one.
Yet if we do not trust anyone, we couldn't get on with life well.
Eutopia, is all I want.
I trust God that I won't combust any moment.
I trust the guy that manufactured the chair I on, that the chair won't crash to the ground.
I trust the constructor of the house, that the house won't collapse.
I trust the guy that sells food for me to eat, that it isn't poisonous.
The last point, you can see the consequence, the recent news of the rojak.

Maybe we just have this common understanding,
Why me? Why should it be me? Do I deserve this? Why not that guy? It's just not fair!
Animal farm.
Snowball was framed; pissed Napoleon is plain shit. wth
My life is getting broken up more and more.
I'm getting more and more tired; tired
Both physical and mentally.
I told myself I gave up, oh-so long ago.
Yet, why do I continue to play?

We are the last generation to be able to do something about this;
Yet we keep pushing the responsibility.


All my days were spent
by the telephone;

It never rang
And all I needed was a call.
That never came...





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