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feel like writing something at this hour, in this cold weather.
who cares what thing, just something or anything not interesting.
my life back to here is bored.
meet her everyday make us suffer.
our conversation in a day will surely be her.
what to do.
hate a person is tired.
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busy life get on now.
assignments, presentations, BIG, Sport Carnival, and finally comes to exam.
what kind of life is this?
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Me sick of pretending to be happy here.
really sick of it.
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teach me how to get rid of this feeling.
I miss him at this hour too.
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