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Y .Thursday, January 11, 2007.

It rained the whole day.
like as if the heaven's crying with me.
It didnt feel good inside.

Imperfections.

Messed up life.

Losing focus, it wasnt just tt my results sux. simply scuzzy and disgusting results. and everything is like cramped up. time seem to fly fast. this sem is coming to an end. and i haven been studying. Sleeping in lec and not listening in class, i guess tt sums up y my results are like tt.

Nafa trial todae. time to train up.

Just a thought.How much does verbal victory really worth? Nothing i guess. New yr, new yr resolution. A better mouth. I said tt last yr too i guess. I'm realli trying.jus not hard enuf i guesss..

For all the imperfections, thanks friends hu love me for who i am. for not judging me. hmph.

This entry is so random. too many things on my mind.



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