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Thursday, October 11, 2007

To Nina, Coco, Bern&Jacob. I realised i dont feel as hurt as i seemed to be. As i have said b4, I had predicted tis day n it came. I should be well-prepared. I just got to deal with it
Actually, when I was scribbling&doodling on da piece of paper, I almost felt like crying. I hold bac my tears tho. Losing someone you love and care for really sucks. But Im okay now. I dont feel dat hurt aft all.
I just hope that we would never lose touch. But Im sure, tis tym Im really SURE that we would never see each other again. Everythin dat we had wud b neglected. Yea, its sounds real stupid. But trust me, dat day will come.
Sorry for being alittle emotional

Im not going to the Malaysia trip. Its not that my parents forbids me to go. I din wanna go miiself. I dont wanna see myself get hurt even more. Do not ask me to explain. But dere's a consolation to it, I GET TO GO ICESKATING(if miee parents allow)WIF BERN. Yeah!! I gtg now. Byes
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