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October 30, 2008
clare posted at 3:19 AM

if only, life was as simple as flicking the ashes off a cigg.

i have this sudden impulse to do something.. wild, something thats totally not me.
like.. idk..? just letting go and having a ball of a time?
many a times, i feel im too restricted by my fears, by other's opinions.

but at the same time, i wish so badly that i could do something that would make my parents proud of me, for once.
something that would at least prove that my existence wasn't for nought.

and silly ideas getting into my head.
zomfg.
what am i doing here blogging bout random stuffs that might not even make sense.

if only life doesn't hold so much sentimental values. then, it will at least be easier to let go.

blogsurfing makes me feel like a stalker sometimes.
but you know what? i couldn't care less.
cause its pretty entertaining when you see snippets of thoughts invoking comments, and im so tempted to just copy and paste it down sometimes.. but then again, i always stop myself in time to post it out because..idk? it just doesnt feel right..

with so many things going on, i wonder why i'm even blogging.
this just doesnt feel right..
its like.. i dont see me in my blogposts anymore.
im blogging for the mere sake of blogging.

speaking in riddles is quite fun sometimes but exasperating all at the same.

sigh. i just dont get it.
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