We'll meet in the middle.

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Tuesday, July 29, 2008 @ 6:40 PM

29 JULY 2008

tuesdays are really tiring and long.

why?

because i have to go to school,

end school at 2.35,

and den i got to go 3D for chem remedial at 3,

AND...

if thats not enough..

i got maths tuition at 4.30 at home.

so everytime i finish my tuition on tuesdays,

i'll be damn tired,

but at the same time DAMN HAPPY :D

somehow when i heard it i wasn't really shocked.
or excited.
or happy.
and i dunno why i felt that way.
maybe cause i've heard these statements so many times
so many times that i've become numb to it.

starless nite :/