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♥ Friday, January 19, 2007
10:30 PM

Woke up with a bloody headache.
Decided not to go to sch today.
Oh gosh. It's boring staying at home.

Listening to "Gloomy Sunday" now.
Hopefully i wont go jump to my death. (:

I think i missed alot in sch today.
For one, there's hist hmk to be handed in.
I scared later Ms Zarinah deduct my marks. :(
BOO.

Secondly, there's dance.
Alot of unsettled things. x((
DOUBLE-BOO.

Haii. Troubled by alot of stuffs now.
What a sad day.

GLOOMY SUNDAY

Sunday is gloomy, the hours are slumberless.
Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless.
Little white flowers will never awaken you.
Not where the dark coach of sorrow has taken you.

Angels have no thought of ever returning you.
Would they be angry if I thought of joining you?
Gloomy Sunday.

Gloomy Sunday,
With shadows I spend it all.
My heart and I have decided to end it all.
Soon there'll be prayers and candles alit I know.
Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go.

Death is a dream, for in death I'm caressing you.
With the last breath of my soul I'll be blessing you.
Gloomy Sunday.

Dreaming! I was only dreaming.
I wake and I find you asleep onto my heart there.
Darling I hope that my dream hasn't haunted you.
My heart is telling you how much I wanted you.
Gloomy Sunday.

Absolutely Gloomy Sunday.
Gloomy Sunday.


In what way will ppl go suicidal over this song?
Dont get it.

Im tired now. ):
Shall go slp early.
Tmr still got Bio tutorial.
SIANNNNN.