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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
{ 9:51 PM on '' }
hello.
SO let's see what happened this week. Who cares if the prelims are over or not? Time flies and having pure fun is hard. I totally truly sincerely blahblah... had a rough week.
ROUGH.
I feel so.......
Nothing can describe it. Grades, A levels, university, future. I've no idea where I'm heading, I've no idea what i'm doing. I've no idea what next. It's like reality is giving me a tough time. It's having a jolly good time giving me headaches and heartaches, slapping me right smack on the face a thousand times, beating the life out of my soul........Emotions so deep, raw, all starting to surface, and life's not good, at all.
I wanna get it over and done with, though there's really small little things in life that makes me smile and feel a lil good of myself, nothing can compare to the brutality if what reality can bring. Im writing as if I know what I am writing but i think it doesn't even sound sensible.
I think I'm living a nightmare now.
I don't know why the feeling of unfairness keeps dawning upon me... It's so hard to really look myself in the eye and see all that's happening, to see how am I really doing, how am i salvaging what barely is left. Escaping is such an easy way out, like DUH, and i've a tendency to go blank and let the world go round. Sometimes, i think im not Cheryl. Like im somebody else in a horror film. (No idea what this means it just popped out of my mind)
I want to ramble all day long. That's how i release my emotions i guess.. ah, why bother socialising when im already at the end of the cliff? Why still invest on everything else except studying 24/7? Some pple say their screwed, but they aren't. They so aren't. I can't help but ramble. What's wrong with me?
This is harder than I thought. I know this is all serious and like major. My i' think i'll just probably suffocate in all this mess... ah, time flies. All that has happened, marks significance in this time of my life.
Identity crisis.
I NEEEEEDD TO SPRINT NOW.
No, i need to be lifted up, out of all this .
Move.
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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
{ 9:51 PM on '' }
hello.
SO let's see what happened this week. Who cares if the prelims are over or not? Time flies and having pure fun is hard. I totally truly sincerely blahblah... had a rough week.
ROUGH.
I feel so.......
Nothing can describe it. Grades, A levels, university, future. I've no idea where I'm heading, I've no idea what i'm doing. I've no idea what next. It's like reality is giving me a tough time. It's having a jolly good time giving me headaches and heartaches, slapping me right smack on the face a thousand times, beating the life out of my soul........Emotions so deep, raw, all starting to surface, and life's not good, at all.
I wanna get it over and done with, though there's really small little things in life that makes me smile and feel a lil good of myself, nothing can compare to the brutality if what reality can bring. Im writing as if I know what I am writing but i think it doesn't even sound sensible.
I think I'm living a nightmare now.
I don't know why the feeling of unfairness keeps dawning upon me... It's so hard to really look myself in the eye and see all that's happening, to see how am I really doing, how am i salvaging what barely is left. Escaping is such an easy way out, like DUH, and i've a tendency to go blank and let the world go round. Sometimes, i think im not Cheryl. Like im somebody else in a horror film. (No idea what this means it just popped out of my mind)
I want to ramble all day long. That's how i release my emotions i guess.. ah, why bother socialising when im already at the end of the cliff? Why still invest on everything else except studying 24/7? Some pple say their screwed, but they aren't. They so aren't. I can't help but ramble. What's wrong with me?
This is harder than I thought. I know this is all serious and like major. My i' think i'll just probably suffocate in all this mess... ah, time flies. All that has happened, marks significance in this time of my life.
Identity crisis.
I NEEEEEDD TO SPRINT NOW.
No, i need to be lifted up, out of all this .
Move.
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Cheryl
Female.
19.
Loves freedom but doesn't treasure it
Basically still a kid crying for momma
Loves
To be accepted
To belong
To be embraced
Yay.
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