Wednesday, December 29, 2004

How I hate stupid dissappointments.... when I created something, I either like it or hate it. And what I like, other people respond mildly on, like: I don't understand the symbols, and what I hate, people absolutely adore. Reminds me of history essays. Whenever I worked hard, I got a bad grade. And whenever I hardly worked at all, my teacher praised me to death.

Why even bother then?

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