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Tuesday, July 12 11:28 AM


After a two-day long rejuvenating soul, she should be back to the taunting face of reality, the harsh sightings of school which marks a whole perspective of unresistable piles of pressure. Maybe infinite sickness would be less of a stress, excluding the immense amount of pills she was prescribed. I feel trashed, urging to dissolve in a obscured, meandering path. Urghs. Days are fast, she still lacks of aplomb, while those assiduous and audacious classmates of her climb up the treacherous ladder with confidence though it may seem arduous. Heart pounding wildly. Giveaway of impertinent demeanor. I want to plunge into an abyss.

Rain; so wonderful and au naturel. The bland splitter and splatter on the window makes me feel so blithe. (: I love the feeling of being washed away in the rain. Let me kiss the water droplets formed on the window and soak myself in the beating of rainfall. And the refreshing, soothing water drowned my sorrows and anxieties away. They bestir all our emotions.

Consulted the doctor yest. As i sat there restlessly waiting for my turn, the nurse kept giving me a killer stare, as if she wanted to run to me with a butcher knife. hahaha. It was so funny pls. I stared back harshly at her. Hahahaha. My dream yest could drive me nuts, its was hilarious. I can't put it here, if someone were to print this out, it were to be so funny. hahahaha. Wild thoughts, sighs. To my studying routine, there goes.

Bye loves.

loved