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Sunday, August 26, 2007
I Need A Break.
8/26/2007 01:43:00 AM
HI, I`M BACK.

It isn`t really a good thing to be back actually.
I just feel that I needed some space to rant.
There`s nothing much in life to update about, its uninteresting.
Yet, perhaps, I`ve learnt to handle my emotions better, something part of life.

It`s 0146 on a Sunday morning, I`m wide awake, thinking of how much stuffs are left undone for the weekend.
Perhaps I`m stressed out, afterall, nothing is fine for this past 7 months.
I need a break, but time doesn`t allow me to have this luxury.
Time has been flying, and I missed those times.
I need more time, I need some time for myself, I need time...
Badly, very badly.

I shouldn`t feel stressed at this moment, cause it will get worse in time to come.
At the same time, I just cannot take things easily now.
I`ve got all the shit to clear up.
Essay, Service Learning, Project Work, and the list goes on.
What`s all this shit.

I hate JC life, I hate it.
It`s not just the work alone.
It`s all other shit.

Found myself practising hard on the piano during breaks.
And somehow I know the reason why.
Yet my mind tells me I shouldn`t let it be a reason at all.
Rights, whatever.

I shouldn`t think about all this shit now.
Thrash them down my heart.
It won`t overflow will it?
I told myself, it won`t.