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maybe if i shut my eyes tighter i can turn invisible. or make troubles go away. or turn the sky green. and the grass blue. there must be a problem with me somewhere, because i find it hard to write on this thing, when people my age must have a dose every day. or some sort. maybe it's cause i dont really like things to be said halfway or mindlessly written to give things a mysterious edge, like how everyone tries to do now on their blogs and yet i cant freely talk about anything i want (face it, it's like a prison here) so there's really no point coming here. but sometimes, i dont think i have a choice. maybe it's time for me to realise trying to play the good guy is the very thing that may wound everybody in the end. there are some things that i dont understand, and you dont understand, and we may never will, because their reasons will always be protected. it is good to believe in yourself and fight for whatever chance that you have left, but sometimes you should believe in others, and let go.i'm not going to stand here and preach, cause that's just so stupid of me (whoever who tagged the word stupid, you're right) i feel like termintating this blog, and my friendster account for that matter. because i cant seem to catch up with all the changes and advancements everytime i come on and find that i'm so behind, me being backdated just seems to jump out at me and roar. this is year has been lovely. amidst all the tension and problems, i must say i find it the perfect way to end high school life and i just love it the way it is. don't you? no issue is too big for you to handle when you've graduated(:

all that matters, is today(: -

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A wallflower.
A love taken for granted.
By Lysia.