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Monday, September 29, 2008
more then a few words

i just feel like dropping a few words.

i woke up at 4am. just before dad came in and off the chilling air conditional. i dint want him to know i'm awake, so i stay in bed till he went out of my room. i sat up and look around. everything is still dark. why am i up already?! it ain't school time, but why? i can't answer myself. then i on the laptop, and i'm here. i was browsing on the internet for about 2 hours already. but why am i doing this? makes me feels weird? i'm like a stranger strolling around and around on the internet. every way i go i still end up from where i begin, and that is this blog, my own bloody boring blog.

i looked outside as the dawn breaks. i was sitting in front of my window which dad had opened for me at 4pm. cool breeze blew in. not very chilly but comfy. as the sun rises and and the dark hides, its a brand new day. yesterday was the pass when the clock strikes 12 midnight. but it seems that a brand new day is often feel or describe when the 1st sun light shown through the dark clouds and the roster sounds its alarm. weird. but true.

currently, the times shows 7.19am, Monday, September 29th 2008. i had been sitting in front of this laptop for over 2 hours already. now i'm asking back myself, why did you woke up that early this morning? i'm still clueless. may be, just may be. mood swings hunts me again. recently it came back out of no way again, when i wish it had gone a thousand mile away. i hate mood swings. i never like them. its a nightmare. can anyone tell when will this nightmare ends? i'm scared i'll lost my identity in it.

well, times flies, its 7.25am already. i'm going back to bed now. a whole new day is a head and i need my rest. counting the sheep i manage to sleep.






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