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Thursday, July 19, 2007

I'm so tired and I hate it so. So much that all I want is to lie on my bed looking at nothing but just the ceiling. Looking at the ceiling yet, invites uninvited thoughts and I either don't have a solution to problems, or I don't feel fulfilled. I'm , too , upset with myself. I hate the way I plan my schedule, I hate when my plan fails it brings me nothing but tiredness. Worst of all, I hate my brother becoming like this when I AM his brother. The fault doesn't seemed to lies in him, but wrongfully me. Again, so many things to do , so little time. I scribbled two posts meant to be up here by Wednesday upon completion on Tuesday, but yet the last time I posted was on Tuesday and worst still , about my brother. Sigh.



Since you left me dead laid here ;
[9:13 PM]