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Monday, April 13, 2009
SUPERMAN-ed

i'm counting the days as i'm going back to school. i dread staying at home. but then again, my holidays aren't holidays anyway. transit form school to home, and back again has almost become the daily routine for the holidays. like hazah said, " kau macam pergi 7 weeks camp". true enough i seem to always be in school. but thankfully, there is great company who i'll see in school. and they are the people i love to hang out with. i'm not sure where i'll be later on without SSP. im thinking of getting away, but can i do that? my heart forcefully tells me not to, because then i'd be a disappointment.

but then again, dance is part of me. i've been doing it for longer than i can remember. but im missing skate more than anything right now. not being able to go out and do something is has been the awfullest time im having. im getting fidgety and restless sitting down. even while blogging now, it seems like my arse is telling me to fart and blast off into the sky. Just like Thunder pants.

speaking about the sky. i changed the blog banner.

"he's Superman, but he's just Clark....how can one be a saviour, whilst deep inside be a broken heart"

think about it, he's in love with Lois Lane, but it seems like Lois Lane doesnt see him. She doesnt notice him when he's just Clark. Lois Lane is in love with Superman. Clark is just invisible....and so am i.
I have the right to bleed. and right now i've bled dry. so i'm learning to fill up. (: