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so long nv post.. haha.. no time.. been like trng mah fitness like crazy recently.. every night when can, go run fer about an hour den every other day go do gym work fer lower body.. cuz i cant do upper body.. YET!! 1 more week... and i can do all things liao.. i can sail, play soccer.. wtvr la! wahaha... wait fer me!
okies.. so like besides mah physical strengthening.. youth EE has started. oh yeah.. its really cool..ok..check this out.. when u go door to door evangelism, its better that the female pple stand in the foreground cuz its like less threathning.. cool huh.. i mean like.. even like that oso muz take note.. wha.. but i tell u.. the home work terror sia.. muz like read so much of tome illnesses visit for a while then leave. Some stupid self-destructive illnesses kill us and then die themselves. How beautiful that illnesses live to commit suicide. That's the story of life and should be the lullaby we sing to our children.
The music in here is so loud that it is making me more ill. Still, I'd rather be listening to music than just being ill in quiet. I managed some food earlier. And now here I am. Existing. Passing time. Waiting for the illness to go. Wasting away. Months have gone by so quickly and years slightly slower, but still passing like grey stormclouds overhead. "Is it five years since...?". Yes. "Has it been 10 years since..."? Yes.
I live in a room with no view. Sometimes I hurt myself for fun or to confirm I'm still alive. Other times because I just want to see a bruise on my arm and feel some pain. I am drawn to extreme's. I have withdrawn from life. Still existing, but I live *aside* from society. I still walk among the crowd, but "I" is not part of "us"
so long nv post.. haha.. no time.. been like trng mah fitness like crazy recently.. every night when can, go run fer about an hour den every other day go do gym work fer lower body.. cuz i cant do upper body.. YET!! 1 more week... and i can do all things liao.. i can sail, play soccer.. wtvr la! wahaha... wait fer me!
okies.. so like besides mah physical strengthening.. youth EE has started. oh yeah.. its really cool..ok..check this out.. when u go door to door evangelism, its better that the female pple stand in the foreground cuz its like less threathning.. cool huh.. i mean like.. even like that oso muz take note.. wha.. but i tell u.. the home work terror sia.. muz like read so much of tome illnesses visit for a while then leave. Some stupid self-destructive illnesses kill us and then die themselves. How beautiful that illnesses live to commit suicide. That's the story of life and should be the lullaby we sing to our children.
The music in here is so loud that it is making me more ill. Still, I'd rather be listening to music than just being ill in quiet. I managed some food earlier. And now here I am. Existing. Passing time. Waiting for the illness to go. Wasting away. Months have gone by so quickly and years slightly slower, but still passing like grey stormclouds overhead. "Is it five years since...?". Yes. "Has it been 10 years since..."? Yes.
I live in a room with no view. Sometimes I hurt myself for fun or to confirm I'm still alive. Other times because I just want to see a bruise on my arm and feel some pain. I am drawn to extreme's. I have withdrawn from life. Still existing, but I live *aside* from society. I still walk among the crowd, but "I" is not part of "us"
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