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I never wanted you to leave, I wanted you to stay here holding me.
Monday, September 15, 2008
9:14 PM

Hello, blog. My head's about to burst in literal pressure. Haha, nah. Too bad if you were waiting for that to happen. But it really does hurt, and it makes me feel dizzy and unable to see clearly. I still can't wait for vacation. But Anselmo said that summer does mean reviews for college exams. Ugh. :| Do we live just to study? Haha. Sometimes, I wonder. People tell us to study well, so that we can get into good schools. If we get a good education, we can get into great colleges. If we graduate from those colleges, we'll have good jobs. We'll be great people and earn lots of money. If we earn a lot of money, we'll be rich. And then, what? You'll grow old and eventually die. Then what happens to the money you studied all your life for? Sure, you can give them to charity, but I doubt that many people would do that. Most would just let them rot or have people killing themselves to get that much money. And besides, too much money just adds to the greed in the world. Anywaaaaaay. I'm supposed to be fixing my things, but I'm too lazy to stand up.

But how, do you expect me, to live alone with just me, cause my world revolves around you it's so hard for me to breathe.

I'm tired. Bye.


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