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Symptoms of A Failing Heart

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge

seNGET crossed his heart at 10:19 PM  
just finished my KFC dinner which my mom bought home. still got some snacks in the kitchen but i'm still considering whether to eat those anot. anyway, today's a rather boring day for me. the only thing i could do when i got home from school is sleep. oh yeah, i was pretty unlucky in school today. was in school till late due to the maths make-up lessons. halfway through, the discipline master was "NICE" enough to stop by our class and came in to check on our hair. initially, i didn't got caught and was laughing at my friends who got caught. but after he came back in again to give those with long hair a form to fill (for your info, the form is for us to keep our promise so we'd cut our hair), sweet revenge was what i got. well, just nice the class ended when he came back in. so i tried to dodge him by pretending to push in the chairs far away from his sight. unfortunately, he spotted me. he was like, "you! boy, come here. sign this form". fucking hell. my friends were laughing back the shit back at me cause of my reaction and stuffs. hahaha. shit, now i've to keep to my oath and cut my hair by friday. the problem is i've just cut my hair like last week!! damn it. i think need to find some rather pro but free "hairdresser" to cut for me so i can save some cash. any recommendations?

alright i'm so bored now. in need of some entertainment.

"Came a time
When every star fall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take (worst you take)
from every heart you break (heart you break)
And like the blade you stain (blade you stain)
Well I've been holding on tonight

Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?

What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
And if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight"



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