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    I opened my eyes, last night, and saw you in the low light
    Walking by the bay, on the shore
    Staring up at the planes that aren't there anymore
    You happened to look, and see, the tunnels all around me
    Running into the dark underground

    Saturday, May 23, 2009

    I wish there are longer hours in a day, and longer endurance without sleep. There's so many things to do, and I don't have enough time sometimes.

    Take for example today, when I'm supposed to work, do my project (I feel uber guilty for neglecting it, but I'll try my best.), get my gloves today, and to visit my grandmother in the hospital.

    I want to get a life, and be like a normal teen. Like you know, not working (I don't work for fun, I work because I must. I don't work for the experience, because I've been experiencing it for some years now.), slacking, being able to hang out more. My life is so full that I can hardly cram anything else inside. (Forcibly cramming is not good, it will drive me mad. Hee.)

    But with the current situation now, which is not exactly very fantastic, I need to work whenever I can. I don't like it, but I suppose that's the way it has to be.

    Haha. It seems like this post is all about me, but I need a space to rant, but not actually forcing people to read it. :D So here it is.