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Tuesday, May 29, 2007AHA. I'm back.MY COMP AND BLOGGER HAVE BEEN FIXED!! I honestly thought Blogger was going to remain screwed forever. Ok whatever. Icebox where my heart used to be AHHHHHH. I know I sound.. Stupid. Yeah. I'm dumbdumb. I can't feel anything nowadays. I may look happy/excited/pissed or whatever outside, but in reality I feel nothing inside. There are exceptions, but that doesn't happen often. It'd be pretty impossible to break my heart now. BUT OF COURSE I'M NOT SUGGESTING THAT ANYONE SHOULD TRY. Like the day Mrs Lee left, I may have LOOKED upset and all, but inside I felt nothing. Or fake. Whichever. Both. Yes, definitely she's a good teacher who really loved the students she took and all, who knew how to motivate us. I acknowledge that she was the one who helped me get that A1 in term 1. But I'm like not touched. YOU SEE. There's something seriously screwed in me. I told you. Gratitude, GENUINE FROM THE HEART gratitude should be the least I could give back to her. Perhaps an A1 next term for Math would be nice too. But I'm only fooling everyone around me, MRS LEE, and myself. I'm so selfish. But I don't even care. *'s blog entry made me cry. Ok whatever I'm sorry this post is so screwed but yeah. I told you there was something wrong with me right. Anyway I'm not even sure if the tears were subconsciously forced or whatever. SCREWED. That should be my new favourite word or something. Because I am. Even if I think I'm not. How am I supposed to go on without feeling anything?? I'm telling you guys this, perhaps so I know at least you won't be fooled or anything. I'm not suicidal or anything, thankyou. SHOULD ANY KIND SOUL KNOCK SOME FEELING INTO ME, I'm pretty sure I'll love you for life or something. Provided you knock gratitude into my head too lah. I'm sorry you've had to put up with all my endless ranting. Labels: Icebox |