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cHeRiSh TiMe
Thursday, 27 November 2008 , 07:01
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I've been locked at home...and this seems forever. I feel like as if I have no freedom, and I don't want to be here. I would rather be dead. This place is worse than jail, worse the prison, worse than lost in the forest without food and drink, with all the scorpion, snakes and spiders...this place stinks, looks like hell to me. I hate this place. I wanna go to a place where I truly belong...I can't really post much on this post, cause the battery in my laptop is running out. But, I guess I will spend the last ten minutes doing this post, I have nowhere else to go. No more freedom....Time is really running up...so please cherish it while you still have them, even the last hour, last minute, last second, last nanosecond....every nanosecond counts....I miss my friends. I didn't cherish them when I still have them....before PSLE, what I was think of during lesson time is all going home, going home and going home. But now, locked at home, nothing to do. How I wish there is still schooling and how I wish time will be reversed. But what the point of regretting now?
Everything is pointless, everything is useless, and everything worthless now...
Everything is pointless, everything is useless, and everything worthless now...