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Saturday, April 18, 2009
I dont know what makes me so weak, but i am just so being immature. I get paranoid and panic whenever things come to exam and assessment, i feel so hateful about doing stuff like that, writing writing keep writing, studying studying keep studying, and i dont actually keep in mind. Time goes so fast, and things change, and my mind too, turns vulnerable.

I was chatting with Grace yesterday, she is also so kind to me, she told me a lot of gossips and funny things, whatever i asked, she would have answered if she knew, perhaps she really understands me, although we dont actually talk all the time, but...hey...thats what friend means right?

I know nth will change even if i keep crying while typing, it is just a waste of time, but i just cant help, me a emotinal creature. This time i am not going to tell myself to be tough, cuase i know i never go for what i promise, i will just have to say, forgive me everyone, i am just being myself; even if my personality was so untolerable.....just bear with me, give me some time, and i know u guys will never say me bad.

Thank you, my family. daddy, thanks for the little aquarium and fish. Thank you, justine, you are so lovely as ever. thank you dandan, thanks for company me through phone.