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Tuesday, July 06, 2004
4:05 PM

i'm lost for words.. no, of course not in the positive sense. i'm in a totally screwed up shitty mess. totally fucked up, life couldn't get any worse really.

i hope i can find some inner peace, or rather, peace of mind soon. i just need to get a hold of myself, to get a grip in life again. my mind's a total mess. havoc. its infested with anarchy. i need some order, you know? not to mention, passion. that has to be rekindled. that which died together with me two years back.

i can't believe i've been delusional for 1.5 fucking years. gosh. well, its time to put an end to this shit. i'll change for the better, trust me.

should i go for the prom? the girls invited me to. but i just feel that i won't enjoy it you know? i mean sadly to say, i don't even feel anything for the school. its just like a prison, a torture chamber. i agree with teo, its indeed a prisoner HQ. but i'll go for the sake of my friends. assuming that i make it you know? survive? till december. attending the prom would be like a testament to my willpower for these 2 terms. yes, its ok. i will not succumb to any more vices.