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Friday, August 06, 2004 The spirts within'Hello all you ppl who normally read my blog and stuff... did nothing the entire day... absolutely boring... I acctually rejected an invation to go to mac's.... Unbelieveable right? yea i noe... and I acctually went straight home. oh well the world works in mysterious ways... so do my feelings... been feeling weirdly unhappy lately.. I don't even know why.... but yesterday was pretty fun. Me and nicole putting eyedrops on each other's eyes and pretending we were crying .. whahaha schweet. then national day today was pretty fun too... singing and all... weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee........ oh well wad can i say//... I'm still retarded.... oh yes... I'm part of the 'dot-dot' club and the 'retarded society'... dun ask why.... stayed at home the entire day and acctually slept in the afternoon for the first time this ytr... bloody tired... saw some mexican show involving underground porn and some evil spirts rubbish.... these stupid shows are going weirder and weirder as the days go by.... now my back aches... ouch... can't waith till after the exams.... then everyone can slack and enjoy life.... jeez.... life is dumb eh.... Pretty depressed these few days again for even God knows wad reason... whahaha... I really should get out more often and juz stone.... superbly dull being at home and all... I dun even understand why I'm typing this? Mel. wrote a poem on teenage suicidal stuff... I shall be nice and put it here in my blog for her. Teenage Suicidal Standing among the crowd, looking up there he is, falling. vivid memories of our childhood days singing, talking, taking each day,a blow at a time but knowing we'd still have each other. He was a Great guy, helping me out. lifting me up, wiping my tears and fears away. being there, just for me, helping me feel safe, secure. To him my emotions poured, my joys with him shared, my anger and frustration forgoten, my life exposed to just him. He was my companion, my friend, my brother. Then that day had to come, he held me in his arms, looked into my eyes like never before, asked me to be his. I turned away, rejected, refused, let go. he called me. begged me. emotions built up inside me,as never done before. i cried. I cried in pain. alone. wondering why he saw me the way he didn't to me. he said he couldn't take it. said he had to leave, that he had to be in a better place coz he couldn't feel. He walked over to my flat pressed 25. on the lift. He lay a letter at my door then jumped, like off a cliff. it read 'i loved you dearly.' it said 'i loved u so.' 'i've sacrificed so much for you but you had to let me go.' 'i was there for you night and day, but yet you couldn't see that all i wanted was to love u and for you to love me. I ended my life today I guess i could say you knew It's because i lost the meaning in my life. The meaning, was you.'
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about Name: Kathy Anne lim Nick'z: Katz
Age: 14
gender:female School: kcs
Roman catholic Olps
Hobbies:Anything to do with paper, black pens and imagination
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