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tired of barely holding on,
to something that's already gone.
tired of being the one who's in this all alone.

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Thursday, 1 July 2010 // 20:48

There's no taking back what we've got
Too strong, we've had each other's back for too long

-Lifehouse, All In



Today is good. The music video for All In was released, I found out that Glamnation Tour's coming to Singapore, I managed to train without getting muddy since we didn't even go near that awful field, ohh and I got a Geog graded assignment due tomorrow.

Well, that's nice. I'm not going to do it, and I think a bunch of people aren't going to either. Whee.

And hmm, what else.

In school we did gym for PE today. It was stupid, the end.

And uhh. Idk.

I wrote "Cory Monteith is aweshum. And you know it." on my notebook.

There, that's how pointless and mundane school is to me. I have nothing to post about.

And I don't have a life outside school.

Ohyeah, my right hand's blister is hurting like fuck. Because we batted today.

Because my blisters never really heal, there's always this pinker patch waiting for a chance to commit suicide again. Then I batted and batted and got a blister, didn't realize, finished my set and then realized that I burst my blister.

Then the ripped-out bit of skin got stuck to the wound because no, I will not rip it off, so even though it's a little misplaced, it's supposed to heal like that.

Then I realized that I had to bat two more sets. Then the skin got ripped off again and it was still hurting when I got home and bathed.

Yay.

What else...

Uhh, I finally remembered to listen to the preview of David A's new single which I downloaded quite a few days ago? It sounds good. And I finally solved the meaning behind "When you call I'm pressing 7." in It's Over. Because in the preview David A said you could press 7 to forward it.

Okay I give up. Just watch the music video kay, the song's awesome. So is Lifehouse.