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spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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Saturday, February 13, 2010 // 11:18 PM

I'm really bored. I saw this comment on youtube saying that Mollie Kings look like a rabbit and sings like one. It made me laugh like mad. If looking like a rabbit makes one sings like one, I must sound like one also. Rafiqah says I look like a rabbit. My brother says I look like a pig since like ten years ago. So which do I sound like? Shan says I sound like a chicken when I sing high notes having a sore throat. Haha... That's bad. I must do more vocal training at home. I don't want to sound like shit during the performance. I'm the freaking soloist, it's damn obvious if I go out of tune or sound like shit. I'll cry if that happens, that's why everyone is stressing me out so much. I'm supposed to drink chin chow everyday, because I've been heaty nowadays, thanks to the hours I spend under the sun. They know if I fall sick, get sore throat, we can hold hands and jump off the building together. Jake will murder me if that happens. He's not allowing me to eat too much heaty stuff. He warned, he knows I'll eat lots of CNY goodies. Who bothers to listen when the goodies are right in front of you?

I'm dying. I really don't feel like studying. It's just so sudden. I'm not feeling the stress anymore. That's really scary. I'm getting my cheerful I don't care, yes, I really don't care mood. Very funny. I need to balance my extreme moods and personalities at different times. Too too too bad I can't change myself. Someone's gonna get angry reading this. Haha... I'm really high now. Sugar rush, again. I didn't eat sweet stuff. Haven't drank coke for three days already. I'm gonna gain back my newly lost weight. I'll just be damn sad about it. Haha... So freaking depressing to be fat again. First time I've actually lost weight. Then I gain it back in less than half a year's time. PATHETIC TO THE MAX. Zilch hopes. Zilch hopes for me. I hate everything out of the sudden. Feels weird.