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SORRY

I don’t know why I’m sorry, but I’m very sorry now. Well, better to be sorry than to be proud, I guess. Thus…

Sorry. I’m really sorry. I’m really very sorry. >< Sorry.

I don’t know why I’m sorry, but I’m very sorry now. Sorry. I’m really sorry.

Maybe it’s just a form of apologizing before you even do something wrong… because you know sooner or later you’ll do something wrong. Such as? Well, I shall be honest and say that I think I’ll fail every single subject in EOYs. XD Happy? Yeah.

Sorry.

I’m sorry.

Seriously sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

vonne

P.S. I’m really sorry.

Feeling…

Feeling…

Suppose I shouldn’t say what I’m feeling right now. It doesn’t seem to be quite… Never mind. I suppose I should stop talking altogether since I don’t even complete my sentences.

Okay now. What have I done? I’ve gone and probably offended Wayne for no particular reason. Yes. Well, SORRY that he’s infiltrated my blog posts?! I don’t suppose… oh well, maybe it IS my fault. For all I know, it is my fault I’m so aggravated now. Lovely. And because I tend to get terribly sarcastic and the like when I’m aggravated, I think I should stop posting. I may end up offending lots and lots of people I never dreamed of offending. Such as? Wayne.

For goodness’ sake, I don’t know what made me tag so freakishly at his blog. It sounded totally like a freak who decided that it would be interesting to invade some human’s blog and went on to tag very very inappropriate stuff. Let’s just say that my tongue is one of the nicest things about me, because I don’t talk. Or maybe it’s not. Both my tongue and my hands (and thus my brain too) are equally sarcastic when I feel like it. SORRY?!

Wayne. Wayne. Wayne. For goodness’ sake can’t you just simply ACCEPT the fact that – Oh yes. I’m going to snap at someone again. That’s not nice. Thus I don’t know why I still persist on doing that. I should stop talking. I should stop posting. It’s just that whatever I’m feeling right now (sorry, not going to disclose what I am feeling right now) is making me unable to stop typing.

I must love EOYs.

I must love mugging.

Perfect! Now I’m in the same predicament as Wayne. I feel like CRYING. Good gracious. CRYING. Like… excuse me? What in the EARTH are you crying FOR?! Thus I conclude that I’m a freak. I’m really freakish right now. FREAK.

I don’t like this… Zzz… Maybe I should go and sleep… I have a feeling that I’ll be more or less dead by the time EOYs end.

怎么这么糟蹋自己的身子？… 怎么这么不照顾自己，你是嫌死得不够早么？… 难道你就这么过下去？身子骨本来就不好，还不肯服药？… 你何苦这么折磨自己？这么折腾下去，是个人也挺不过去啊！

Uh, no. Nobody said that to me. None of them. I’m just finding out why writers love their characters to so-called “糟蹋” themselves. >< I’m not succeeding. But I AM quite sure that writers love their characters to do that. At least, I do, and I’ve seen many authors who do. It is… quite refreshing actually. Writers are all sadistic creatures. I mean, since we can’t really torture any of those people who are living and EXISTING in the real world, and none of us are so emotionless and cold that we don’t care when people are suffering, why not just let those people – those characters – who don’t MATTER, why not just let them suffer? 笔下的人物越痛苦，作者越爽快，越痛快！XD But seriously, there is something indefinable (undefinable? Sorry, I just don’t bother to check it up… let’s just use: that cannot be defined) in the suffering, the predicaments, the SHEER TORMENT of the characters that… just are so nice to read. Why? Someone (I forgot who) said that because humans need to suffer. Then blah blah blah. I’m sick of explaining. Sorry.

Well… I’m better now. See you! Wayne, if you are somehow reading this… SORRY. Really.

vonne

Let’s MUG!

I never liked this. (:

Oh well. Sorry. I really never liked this. Really. ): Forgive the nonsense in this post, really. I’m just… so sick. Yeah literally. Headaches + gastric pains + dizziness + nausea + stomach cramps. (: Exam fevers. Don’t worry! None of you out there are giving me any stress! XD It’s me. Yepps. I’m giving myself lots of stress. I’m sure. But… 化压力为动力？Sorry, I couldn’t exactly do that. I tried. Seriously. I just… I don’t like this. ):

I miss you. I miss Denise. I miss lots of you. I miss Haoyang. I miss Wanqi. I miss Weiqi. I miss Ian. ): Oh well… (:

Zzz… I want to go and SLEEP and FORGET. Maybe I should.

http://crystal-heart-haven.blogspot.com << that was what I was like yesterday. Yeah. Totally like a… zombie. I think if Ms Lim saw me she’d think I was a total zombie. ZOMBIE! YAY! T.T

Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

I hope that’s enough for these few days. One apology for each paper. Sorry. << that’s the main one.

AUSTRALIA!!! D: NEW ZEALAND!!! D: I miss you two.

Sorry, I’m not quite in a position to miss Singapore. ): I’m in Singapore. Thus… oh well. XD

vonne

P.S. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m really very sorry. SORRY! D: A hundred sorry’s wouldn’t be able to express the sorriness (sorrow?! LOL) in me. Sorry. :’(