Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading So sick and tired of all the needless beating
Profile ANTHEA hotmail/facebook/tumblr I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard Exits Allure Bloom Crane Denotation Enigmatism Flair Grace Hope Initiation Archives May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Sunday, May 10, 2009 Current time: 1:13am Oh yes, now i can't sleep. And i've already posted today. WOW, seems like i have to post 2 posts everyday now. I seriously hate examinations. They suck like hell. The papers treat us as if we know everything after revision. People can't be that smart, can they? I just simply hope the papers past as soon as possible. I can't seem to study every night at midnight. Like what YuYi described me as, "Owl". I only can study at night and can't during afternoon. Once i hold my penn, bye i go, dozing off on the desk. And, i only can keep myself so damn awake at night, like a owl. And here i am, posting rubbish and craps. Sorry, for wasting your dear precious time. I guess i am really keeping myself awake till long long time later. Oh whatever.
But baby, where they knock you down and out Is where you oughta stay