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{{ Tuesday, November 15, 2005

i think i have a really pathetic lifestyle. and i'm sick of it. simple pleasures, yet i'm deprived of it. sometimes i can be bored to tears, while at other times, i'm breaking my neck just to get things done. although i may be rather sick of being bored, having so much to worry about isn't fun. at all.


what happened to my life? it seems to have been lost. somewhere, somehow. i don't know why. this isn't the way it's supposed to be.


it's like MY life isn't even mine anymore. nobody cares i suppose. i'm just so sick of the whole thing. nothing but a puppet on a string, for people to move it around. it only comes to life when the string is moved.


blahhs~


i thought the concert is supposed to be the recruits graduation. but they don't seem to really care about it. or maybe it's under the influence of the seniors. monkey see, monkey do. if they are not thought properly, how can they play properly? what happened to the spirit? the joy that i used to see? if the seniors don't possess the live, what can i expect? tell me the
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there isn't much point anymore.


"Life is wasted on the living." ----- Douglas Adams


``empty shell

~kiaa



& all along, its only what I thought.
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