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Wednesday, March 14, 2007
i seriously can't stand it when my dad nags. or my mum, for that matter. ohwell.i think i understand why so many composers/songwriters write emo/depressed/sad songs. i guess when you're in emo/depressed/sad moods you have more inspiration. composed another song today. quite happy with it. i just felt. inspired.created a blogskin today. quite happy with it too. considering i'm quite hopeless with html.my mum made me do a quiz to see if i'm depressed or whatnot. apparently i am. wow? today was quite an okay day on the whole i guess.i should smile more. i'm smiling. or maybe not.
lost myself at 10:44 PM