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`aiwei
TAURUS.
03.05.93.
ex TVPS, DYSS
103'06
203'07
302'08
402'09
imma track captain
student leader.
owns 2 dogs
imma rocker
plays a guitar.



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Friday, January 25, 2008
wad a day.

never felt so so bad at all. as in, well, being so in the wrong mood to do things thats coming ur way. to understand. to master all sorts of things. squeezing so much information in ur haed where physics, chem a math and e math are linked together. nearly went crazy over those things. school was alright cuz previous assembly was arts asssembly that my sch teacher brought in a group of brazilians that came to perform polyrhythms. so its like dam cool. they are a very popular group of ppl where my teacher took a year and a half advanced book jus to get them to mysch to perform. nice.
lessons for previous days were quite boring. and i hate it when everytime physics lesson i nearly fall on table half asleep. so its like. wth. physics eh. gosh. and practicals for chemistry simple sucked during lessons. my class cant keep quiet and do. nearly drove the teacher crazy. so yar. basically, my class is nice to be with but rather they're to over enthusiastic. my classmates ae really nice ppl. so u see, jus so you happen to know, almost the whole of my class got to know my nickname.=.='' im like being called using my nickname more that my real name.arghh..

now i know: head bangs to hard rock songs. avenged sevenfold rocked.

past was the good moments, that would always cover the present.
where u all of you when i needed you guys so badly for a shoulder?
seems so dead by now.
nothings gonna change.
nothing can mend the cut left there.
seems so much that frienship is ruined between us.
and have been chosen to run with the wind.
how could i even accept the truths
and so much of misunderstanding that comes by me.
at so short period of time.
and have been made to clear the mess of it.
i cant go higher.
and i cant soar for now.
as i've lost frens that were once so close but yet so far now.
wad am i to do now?
living with sorrows, hurts and cuts.
broken wings.