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Monday, March 21, 2005
` 8:16 PM
dear diary.

somehow i think i dun like being still... keep myself bz.. cuz, when i sit down and do "nth".... all my frustrations... my sorrow and all just washes over me.

learnt to stop asking why... i'm tired of it. vvv tired.. cuz, there's a reason behind evt and anyway i dun get answers. so why ask? sick of it all.

stresses. even mrs uan commented i look so sad all the time. wads happening to me.

talking about it. family unity is somewhat gone. she dun even THINK when she talk. she dont know it HURTS me so MUCH. so, i dun care about the family, i dun belong here. sigh.. she dun mean it? i dun think so.

on the other hand cg unity is improving and tt's so cool. praise God.. =)

i'm dwelling too much on my sorrows. i miss them too much. so many things bring memories... emails, songs and all.. i want to go back but i dun want to let go of my sunday cg.

they're clamping down, being "reasonable people". -.-" haa. sighs.

i like wad tiffy say. "down but not out"

arggggh i'm going crazyyyy......... .... .... ... ... ='(

who says sec1 is not stressed. who said sec1 math is easy. who said that sec1 ppl can be free of troubles. who said....

sigh i feel like crying. i'm bottling evt inside and i cant get it out. when when when is the day i'll cry in worship, whether in cg, in spd, or in camps. when will WE be so touched by God... when we rech out our hand we can just feel Him. when.

i'm broken.. finally understand the meaning. i think i'm going to breakdown soon. hopefully not but if my mind really needs to break then i'll break i guess. but after tt i must move on. life dun stop here cuz of these type of things.

duno now it's tears of what. sadness, happiness? sighs.

feeling so numb alr...

girl ;

me?
im just another incohorent girl on the face on the earth. singing's my passion, but i do badly at it.
and it doesnt help that some people stress that point to me too. it redundant, cos i already know it.
trying to live for God alone. still trying.

you'll find out who sheryl really is here.

wait a minute.
you dont even need to know me.

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