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Sunday, July 23

Life's been a zoom-and-go these days. Time's passing so fast I think I'm aging faster than some tree below my house. Does it make any sense? Haha I don't know. Activities are so packed that when I look at my schedule, I almost thought I saw a can of sardines. SDT tour, nanyang concert, BBQ, ... Upcoming majors exam, promos... Sometimes when I get so damn down, the only thing I do to keep on going is simply to keep being perky and lame and do the most stupid things. I apologise for any silliness on my part. It's just my own way to keep myself sane. C:

Man, I look at the juniors dance and I thought how strange everything is to see it from the audience point of view. It didn't seem that long ago when our batch were still up there. And the sense of emptiness overwhelms me AGAIN. It's all so foreign even though I keep trying to believe that it isn't so. I wish I could tell you and make you understand how I feel.

Why is it that people are never sensitive enough? Everyday we preach about goodness and how we should be morally upright. And yet we are never careful enough to take a little more note of other's feelings. It's disgusting.

Sometimes, we talk about how others are lacking in this quality when we ourselves are committing the same old mistake. Perhaps it's time we all think back about the times when we could have been a little more kind, a little less cruel; a little more understanding, a little less harsh on others. And other times, when we don't think it'll cause hurt to the rest, we're dead wrong. It simply means that we didn't know each other well enough or that we didn't know how to put ourselves in their shoes.

It's sad how feelings and impressions unfond can form after a period of time. I don't want to feel this way. Tell me how I can I stop myself? There are a million things you don't know about me and million more that you did, overlooked, but etched a deep imprint in my head. I don't want to do this.

People can be so greedy sometimes. Even when we have so many many things, we are still not contented.

It's pitiful how lonely it can get.

It's tiring how amazingly isolated you can feel.

It's crazy how you feel so much like you need someone to be there to just listen.

It's laughable how circumstances strangle you that you need to cry.
But no tears fall. They accumulate inside you and they drown you from inside such that when others look at you, they think you're fine. But inside, you're suffocating.

You're dying.

Somebody, light my smile.

.i.WaNt.tO.fLy.wHeN.i.DaNcE. |2:49:00 PM|

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