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appreciate
silence.

okay. today's entry will be short.
cos im feeling stupid.
i went for physiotherapy today.
and its was okay.
i felt better i guess.
i came home. i stoned.
and wait for time to pass.
and thenn. i skated to hougang point.
and then. i drank some snapple.
and then. i sat on the rail.
i got my board and my bottle.
and i watched the sunset.
and then i walked in to coffee bean.
i felt like shit cos i was alone.
so i decided not to drink and to go home.
i threw all my screaming into the bottle and i capped it.
then im home now. and i dont have any appetite.
i dont wanna talk anymore.

stamp'd 19:47

Wednesday, December 08, 2004