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buildings with a hundred floors,
spinning 'round revolving doors.
baby i don't know where they'll take me.

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Wednesday, March 31, 2010 // 10:53 PM

Transylvania. I can't imagine if I lived there at that time. It looks fun in the video, how Princesses' parents stops them from falling in love with vermins. I wonder what'll it be like if I have parents who would kill me just so that I won't fall for vermins. Assholes. Jerks. Bastards. Heart breakers.

I've got my new spectacles. I've bought two pairs, because my mum says it's cheaper. Haha... It's $168 for a pair, $218 for two pairs, so she asked me to buy 2 pairs. Both plastic frames, since I'm always so blur and danger-prone, so better safe than sorry. The purple one looks super big and makes my eyes look longer. I'm gonna wear it to school tomorrow. I'll wear the brown one some other time. I love purple too much. Royal purple just rock. Why can't I wear contact lenses? Pay more attention. Haha... I sure look weird with spectacles and pinned-up fringe. But who cares? It's okay to look ugly in school.

Life's getting harder day by day, it feels worse when you're going through shits of life alone. Sometimes, you just feel so weak and tired that you just want to stop there, and end everything. Being strong never felt so difficult. Sucks, yes it does. It's always smiling through everything that's getting everyone through. It will never get you through. I'm gonna be happier, that's what I'm telling myself, brainwashing doesn't help. I still need that sturdy shoulder for me to lean on. It's been long. I'm gonna walk away, despite the conflict down there. Who cares? I don't. Not anymore.

Bro's coming home this weekend! NS is stealing him away from quarreling with me. I'm super bored at home. He says there aren't fans, so my poor brother is pespiring every night. Haha... I think he'll laugh at how nerdy I look now, but I don't care. Quarreling distracts me from other things I'm not supposed to think of.

PS. Sunflower, shine brightly again. Forget those pains, be that girl.