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And while he wishes he could escape this
But it all seems so contagious
Not to be yourself and faceless
And a song that has no soul

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And while she wishes she was a dancer
And that she'd never heard of cancer
She wishes God would give her some answers
And make her feel beautiful

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Remember feeling low
Remember losing hope
Remember all the feelings and the day they stopped

6:45 PM today was quite eventful. after school, i mean.. i saw this uncle in his fifties on the bus home who was listening to his mp3.. whoa. and the coolest(or rather, weirdest) thing was that he had spiky hair.. yeah. dont be surprised if you see your grandpa wearing ankle socks and the plastic wristbands one day. then when i got off the bus and walked home, the stupid wind blew the front of my skirt up. lucky nobody was around me.. or i would have been a laughing stock. oh well.. at least i wore my pe shorts huh. decided not to go for tuition after getting out of the house.. no mood. and anyway i was already fifteen minutes late so yeah. have to go tomorrow straight after school instead. hmm. oh yeah another piece of advice to fight cancer (credits go to nicole though) .. skin cancer this time - carry an umbrella with you at all times, so that when the sun is scorching hot you can use the umbrella to block out the sunlight.. yes, even if you will look like a tai tai.


ahh. bet you will go to sleep dreaming about angels and fairies and flowers and butterflies and rainbows and whatnot (: