head> :: OBVIOUS.
shanti.16.chindian.250290.
guitars.minorities.
black.red.white.
music.rock all the way.
domination not allowed.
___HATE___

July 2005

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RAPID HOPE LOSS
BEND AND NOT BREAK.
BROKEN HEARTS AND CONCRETE FLOORS.
HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY.
GHOSTS WITH JUST VOICES
STRANGER, HAVE A FACE
BLACK BALLOON.
FOR ONE MORE DAY.
HIDDEN TO LABEL
LOVIN' IT SICK

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INSIDE WANTS OUT.

sometimes i dont unserstand how time can just flyyyy by like a bitch.
i dont know how i spend my days of which when i think back, are so meaningless.
its now 7pm and i spent 6 hours doing dunnoevenwhat.
my psychology essay has not been touched because i dont understand jackshit of what we're supposed to do. its on organizational psy and how to motivate employees and stuff. its boring and at least if it were on psychoanalysis or something which i like, that might help motivate me instead.
finally when the body is more or less alive the brain cant focus. ahhhhhhhhhhh.

im supposed to go on a 40-hour famine this week, but decided to postpone to the next cause i figured i need energy to do my shit. its so that we can donate our pocket money to the poor kids in some country and do through what they usually go through under normal circumstances.

1 hour more till the start of study camp with the rest in the tut room downstairs, which means no sleep tonight because it'll be till tmr. yes, till tmr, or so we say.

why am i feeling hyper. why am i online. why am i bored.


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