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Wednesday, February 16, 2005?to think we had something special called friendship
splitting migraine.. and everywhere everything hurts. how the pharq am i gonna study in such state!?

hate blogging about insecurities and other stuffs that bothers me now. it kindar displays my vulnerability and thats not something id wanna do very often.. at all, for that matter.

pushing everything to the back of my head now.... push and shove, push and shove.

irgh!! mean people suck!!!

right. now that's out of my system... let's move on.

lina is making irritating noises and its driving me crazy. id love to harm her..

mac's drinking off my milo.

took a super long route home.. i arrived home 90 minutes later. wahah. i love buses(: but the bus i took didn't stop at my stop like i thought it would.. it kindar turned the other way and i had to walk quite a distance home.. im not complaining(: i love walking.

when there's no one else, listen to the voice within. what crap.. i almost exploded doing just that. so i turned to my one and only..(: i didn't tell him anything(we talked about other thingies), and he didn't try to squeeze it out of me. i was surprised. how many people actually respect your decision or how you wanna do stuffs?

they keep saying, you gotta accept them for who they are.. well, what if we can't? what's gonna happen then?

if you keep saying, 'that's the way i am.. i cant change that. love me or hate me i don't give a damn', then you're wrong, man.. i believe we got to and we can change ourselves for the better. you may find there's nothing wrong with yourself but others think otherwise.

and yea. let's get real, awright? what others think of you matters.

im just saying, aight?

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