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Friday, August 22, 2008

♥ ChRis' Diary

Speechless.
depressed.
nothing i could say.
anything could i say?
At the very last minute told me not to go malacca.
the feeling is like lifted you up to the sky,
then slammed u down to the ground.
it is hurt.
i m hurt
even more sadden than don allow me to go.
i do like her, miss R.
but i like my dad n mum more.
so i m not goin.
less-than-24hour at malacca wont make my statistic test any better.
just don wan to make you
worry
angry
sad
dissapointed
depressed
i choose to stay.
stay in C-9-6
look at my note.
a super blurring note.
i wish i can burn it
put the ashes in the water
drink it down my throat
and i can remember all of them
the air is like dead and heavy
it clogged my throat
i find myself hard to breath
lying on my fixed ikea bed.
while away my boring weekend.
waiting for my death sentence-+STATISTIC+

*裕个让你飞的天空*
8:53 AM
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♥ It’s juZ me ;

    Chris Chiam
    a person who trying to do some not-so-chris thing.
    i lv swimming
    i lv j.co donut
    i lv eggtart
    i lv rainie
    i lv my family
    i lv my fren
    i lv my adidas
    i hate hypocrite
    i hate fake laugh
    i hate boring joke
    i hate terung n petai
    i think nothing can describe me because i m jus not something.
    thanks for willing to know more bout me

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