hais. after that stupid EOY drama paper:

everyone is crying.
everyone is sad.
everyone is stressed.
everyone is depressed.
everyone help on together.
leaving the world behind.
i hope you will remeber me.
and hold on.

lols. it became a poem..

im sick of my life.
im tored of my life.
i cant control my life.
i just cant help it.
it just goes on and on.
on and on.
passing by i see frens.
passing by.

ok. i dun understand. i suddenly got the poem song mode. feel like doing smth dumb. and.

oh. to MY WONDERFUL FREN.
in yr blog u said u are stressed. you cry. you cant control yr life. you cant control yrself.
i cant, too.
and that doesnt give you the power to make me even more stressed cos u think im not.
ya. funny.
i am and you are too. so just leave me alone.
and return me wads mine.


tmr. we must really show okAY.
love you TRICIA DIONE AKSHAYA GURJEIT and YIZHEN.

I NOE WE CAN DO IT!