the mask of music

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Monday, September 17, 2007

Ungrateful brat i am.

Ah, just showed my Mom my report card and her face was just filled with such utter disappointment. That look alone was strong enough to make me feel my worst. To think i was so satisfied and comforted by the fact that i had improved. Now i feel that none of it matters because my Mom isn't proud of it. It never even occured to me that what my Mom thought would matter that much. After all she's done for me with her hard earned money, this is what i give her. bullshit(!) Eaaaahhh, marveling this isn't gonna get me far.

Look forward, let go of all restrictions, work hard and strive!!!
and scream at the same time.

feel the beat. [10:28 PM]

Almighty

Estee Er, 15
June 25th
Ping Yi
PYMB

daydream

i want everything
~~in the whole wide world.~~

out of tune

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