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my heart's on lockdown overdrive; & you're behind the wheel♥

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Saturday, November 29, 2008
Instead, here we are
So, slow down baby, just slow down;

Just took a trip down memory lane reading my old posts from my previous blog which is incidentally locked up cos I wldn't want anyone else to see how childish/dumb/lovesick/emo/vulgar/unsensible I was in the past :D Though I was nice enough to invite Lewis to read it cos I figured there was no harm in doing that since he isn't in the same class/school as me to begin with(:

For some reasons which I don't know why myself, I am feeling a lil down. Maybe it's the thought bout both of you which upsets me. Or maybe it was from the email I opened this morning, knowing that I can't set my heart into doing something I should. I don't know what's stopping me, is it the fact that I'm always apprehensive when it comes to committing my entire heart and soul into doing something. I know I can do it, yet at the same time, it takes a lot of effort, a lot of assurance to make me wanna stay on cos I hate feeling unappreciated. Or maybe it's the realization that I don't really know who to go to. Or maybe the fact that the care I shower on you goes unappreciated sometimes. Or maybe it's how vulnerable you make me feel. Or maybe how I don't wanna fail no more. Or maybe how fucking useless I am when it comes to this. Or maybe, it's just the combination of all of them.