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i need you.

Thursday, March 31, 2005

someone mentioned something that reminds me of my dreadful secondary school days. Something I prayed to wash away. A past that clings me to fear and inferior complexity, I hate all those the most. Days that I've never bring up to a single soul since I was no more a sec school student. Everyone from that school, always hook up those miserable times, which were already at the back of my head. And there goes my day, I'm sunken into depression again. Learning to be strong, it's never easy. But I've learnt to and never wish to be a weakling again in my life. People who caused my nightmare are the ones I wished I'll never meet again. However, it's impossible when singapore is so damn small. Upon seeing them infront of me, walking past, I've to stand even more upright than before and move on. Hate people who deduced a conclusion without reliable source and sentence an innocent to death; and worse, still smirking away thinking their judgement was just. Regrettably, I'm one who had gone through such not worth mentioning past. It was a shadow and also one having no intention to fade within me. I am swallowing every fear of mine, defending with all mights of courage.

Not able to share it with anyone because it has never really been a real past tense to me. It's painful, a pain hardly anyone can understand. If you see a person full of herself weakening to be an inferior freak, you will comprehend light of truth that everything was too much for her to take. But no one knows, only her. 'coz she tried very hard to conceal her pathetic self.

Don't expect anyone to sympathise me, 'coz I don't need any of them. I envy those who have enticing and sweet memories in their sec life, which I'm deprived of. The reason I survived was there's these few peeps who stood by me as my sufferings persisted. I endured and got alive when I finally could say goodbye.

What a day huh~ first free day and this is the feeling to wrap up my day.

dearie, everytime I wished to tell you, my mouth doesn't seem to move. *sobs*

Yes, I'm just weak.too weak to shake away the dominating darkness in me.


san signs off. 5:09 PM
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p r i n c e s s . s a n 3


life's too short to devote time dwelling over irreversible facts.

in my life, I wish upon eternal happiness with all my loved ones.

a bonus will be to see myself at the top of my career in another few years' time.

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2. Have all his love and attention.
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