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Friday, February 12, 2010 // 11:21 PM

Die, I'm wondering how I'm gonna survive tonight. And the few coming days. I'll miss the girls. Leave me alone in Singapore. Off to Genting in the morning, I'm on my way to school. Sucks. I'll have a boring CNY. Definitely. I'll have to bring all my books around, study and well, sleep on buses. I'm really deprived of sleep. Slept damn early last night. Almost died in school today. I still can't wake up at 6. There's something really wrong with me. I don't sleep late, I rest well, but I'm getting even more tired. I came home after school today and slept till 5. I didn't even eat lunch. Too tired. I stupidly forgotten that I had tuition at 5. Was late for half an hour. Embarrassed plus irritated to the max. I hate it when I'm not punctual more than people turning up late.

Things are so weird nowadays. I don't understand myself, I don't even care if others are angry with me. Yeah yeah. Those around would know how crazy I am nowadays. Laugh out of the blue, quarrel with best friend,freak people out, hate the same old people, do stupid things to piss them off, laugh with those few good friends after successfully pissing people off. Haha... It's part of de-stressing I guess. I have piles of homework, a whole stack of scores to rewrite into open scores, a whole lot of songs to harmonize and write. Stressful life, my soprano is dying. It really is, 1/15 attendance. What can suck more? Don't get it, don't want to get it. Missed out a lot today. Was supposed to go out with the guys in choir, be the only girl again. Didn't go because I slept like a pig. I need to sleep the whole day tomorrow. Haha... Sleep like a pig. And study like hell after that. My goal for CNY.

I hope things gets better. Things are getting better already, the doubts are still there, but well, having faith is the key. People, don't worry about me, because I'm fine. I really am, besides being a little insane, I'm really happier now, than a while ago. Don't worry, 'cause it stresses me up.