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Sunday, October 5, 2008

@ 1:57 AM

the death of a recent friend makes me think of one thing.

if one day i were to ever die.

wats the ratio of ppl who will be happy is to

the ratio who are sad.

i guess will be damn high.

i wonder if i die,

who will still remember me 1 yr later,

or a few years later.

i feel like dying now though.

i think many will be supportive of this idea.

farked up life.

i jus wan to hit e reset button.

but in a life there is no such thing..

i wan to hit e self destruct button.

but there will be alot of chain effect.

WAT THE FARK shld i do!?

everything is making me pissed off..

irritated..

why are there so farkers in this world?

so many assholes, bastards, bitch..

why why why why why?

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!

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Ivan Ho (TJ) A.K.A Peanut
Eighteen.
Turns a year older every 8 December.
Singapore Polytechnic Aeronautical Engineering
West spring secondary school
Jurong Primary School
hahahax@live.com
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