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♥ Tuesday, January 26, 2010

I rather live in planet mars. Now, i realized that my dad don't really understand about my feelings. Waking up in the morning, after school i still attend tuition classes. Only at night i'm free. U know what? He expect me to stay in front of my study table for the whole night? If its really like that, then there is no point being a student. What the different between an emo life and this? Just staring at my table while the thought of sleeping keep nudging its way throughout my mind. I don't know what i'm talking about. This is a crap post. Just for expressing my anger.. =(

♥ Today was a fairytale =)
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