there's no such thing as second chances

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name: Marcus sng c.b
nick: bubble, m.s.c.b
school: none right now
birthday: 18/06/89

orange addict

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

*rawrrr* wtf.
todae was crappy la.
woke up so earlie.
had to go to school for extra lessons.
freak.
fell aslp in william ng's class,
i was so embarrassed la.
cuz i slipped off the table when i was slping.
lols, crapp. hahhs xP
aniwaes, talked to weisheng and daniel after school.
was wif dave.
hahhs.
we were lyk insulting other people la.
and talking abt our own personal tingss. x)
so i went for maths tuition after tt.
was freaking shit sia.
there was one ge ling sitting beside me.
crap man.
was so stink.
shucks.
aniwaes, dere was tis gerl sitting opp me.
she left the same time as me.
woah,
she was freaky.
she suddenly disappeared, after walking down the stairs la.
was freaking scary la.
aniwaes, took a bus home.
was so pissed off with tt kiddo sitting behind me.
*rawr*

okay, i suddenly smelled the scent of one shampoo tt one of my ex usually uses.
-sigh-
i juz realised tt i realli miss her alot.
well, its over.
wad can i do?
i dont wanna go back again.
i dont wanna revive the pain i felt.
its a like a scar in my memory, always bringing back bad memories.

i gotta go.
sighh. nt in the mood for aniting.

song of the day: yellow, coldplay

- i will be waiting for the gerl to step into my life.-

raison d'etre [I`m in love.] 6:28 PM

If you pull too hard
Then the string will break.
And if you leave the slack
Then the string won't hold.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
Fill the glass to the brim
And it will spill out.
And keep on sharpening the knife,
And it will, it will be so blunt.
So how can we find ourselves
Trapped in our own private hells
Where we just scream but no one can hear
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins
The treasure is found within
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear.
To be at one with all your life
So how can we find ourselves (So be)
Trapped in our own private hells (at one)
Where we just scream but no one can hear (with all your life)
'X' marks the spot where the dig begins (And do)
The treasure is found within (without)
The broken hearts that are soaked with fear (doing a thing)
Don't try too hard to understand
Or you'll miss the, miss the point at hand.