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LIMFENGLING
I'm eighteen this year. Born on 9th Jan 1992. Currently year 2, studying in Singapore Poly Digital Media course. I am in SP daiko club and I'm attached ♥ =3
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Sometimes when my heart really cannot take it anymore, i'll need something to hold onto. To prevent it from sinking further, and hurt myself.

Sometimes, humans can be so selfish. An unreasonable amount. They care only about themselves.
They think its ok. Yea?
Yea. Only for them alone.

Sometimes when things gets above the line, be alittle more sensitive.
When its over the line, have some common sense and stop.

Uncontrollable state. Made me came back to blog out. I dun have twitter, neither plurk. so blogger is my only way out.
Sometimes, blogging is your only best fren. Blogging comes into life partially, when nobody understands me at all.

Stressing out over assignments. These few weeks have been crazily busy. I have to force myself to get into work when im in the most reluctant mood.
Come on, its holidays! Cut me some slack man. Seriously.

Is this the life i really wan? I keep regretting the choices i made certain times in life.

Refresh, refresh. How i wish a refresh button is available when things goes wrong.

Grr. Fuck assignments.




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