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FIONA YEO


27 June 1989

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Thursday, July 26, 2007


I feel like an old car. Engines breaking down, paint fading, door handles rusting, dusty dashboard and torn-up leather seats. I'm not being what I should, I'm not feeling the pinch - be it school, exams, netball etc. My mind seems to be revolving around the most obscenely superfluous things. And my energy level is on an all-time low. I can hardly keep awake on train rides, I can hardly focus in class; I'm walking, talking, thinking twice as slow as I should. I'm a total wreck. I am lacking the drive, passion, direction. I'm now just a happy photo on the wall, but fading.

MSN IS SUCH A BITCH! I CAN'T SIGN IN FOR HELL!


Someday, i just need you here with me.



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