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Symptoms of A Failing Heart

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

A Thorn For Every Heart

seNGET crossed his heart at 11:27 PM  
finally, my blood coughing has stopped. just hope i can fully recover and all the normal coughing which i always have totally stop. i've been waiting for that day for a long time. i wonder what makes me cough tat serious. either my fast-eating, too much heaty stuffs or my screaming. its alway a headache for me.

school ends early than expected today. i was so really tired after sports and wellness, we were playing soccer and almost every other sports. the new female teacher even thought i was a malay until she mark my attendance and saw my chinese name. didn't know i actually look like one. hahaha. after school, went home straight to change and then to century square alone cause i had a interview on. for those who have no idea, i'm trying out for cs cinema. answered a few questions and then wrote down my particulars. now, i just to wait for them to call me. however, some part of me just wish they don't call, cause that part of me just doesn't have the mood to work and earn money. imagine after a stressful day in school and then have to rush home to change for work. damn i hate that feeling. if only money just falls from the sky, or i have a freaking rich god mother. well, i guess i'm too much for a day dreamer. but i really need cash badly! arrgg, this sucks.

think i better get my ass out of here. i'm so bored! anyone care to entertain me?


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