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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.
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title: Only 10 less
Monday, 21 July 2008 AT 3:24 pm


I' m bored luh.
Life suddenly feels very mundane. Boring and meaningless and covered with dust. I don't know why i'm feeling this way all of a sudden, but I was fine one moment, and feeling shitty the next. Most of my friends know I have these habitual bouts of neurotism and depression, its so annoying. I think I do scare people sometimes. Do I scare you?

Wait, I may have got it.
I was reading up on all my friends' blogs and feeling nostalgic and lonely. The stuff they talk about that went on in school makes me wish I was there with them so badly. Whenever they mention mutual friends (which is a lot), I get little flashbacks of random moments with that pal. Only just now I was at Dann's site, watching a dance perf video he'd posted, and I suddenly got reminded of all the similar perfs we use to have in Regent, which made me think of DC7 and their awesome routines, which led to thoughts of Farah, which then got me onto MI, and I ended up reminiscing about "the good ol' days" again.
I swear I depress myself sometimes. And I'm absolutely convinced I abuse my blog too much; majority of the time I post just to vent. (I'm sorry, do be assured that I still love you, Oh Faithful One who-has-stayed-by-my-side-through-it-all-(as-if-you-have-a-choice).)
See what I mean?

I suppose I should stop beating myself up over all the crap things happening to me. It's not like its my fault I'm a Crap Things magnet. Or maybe they're not Crap Things after all, its just that I make them out to be that way. "It's all a matter of perception" kind of bull.
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Ohmyfeckinggod, I know what's happening.
I've been reading far too many philosophy books for my own good and its finally scrambled my brains into overanalyzing everything.
I swear that's it; I've got to find a way to shorten the amount of free time I have on my hands. When does school start again?

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