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Monday, September 22, 2008
♥ i cried.
I will never forget today.
Me, who has never shown my tears fall to anybody in school for a few years, cried.
I CANNOT BELIEVE IT.
It is because i was telling rebecca n nicholas bout my grandma...
i ended up crying unknowingly.
Before i knew it, i was laughing n crying.
I cannot concentrate.
I cannot smile or laugh. Whenevr i did that, my heart really feels like it is being cut opened.
Seriously.
I almost cried for more than 3 times.
That's why at one point i sat at marcus's seat to EMO~~~ :D
His seat very nice.
I dunno how to say, but i plan to post about my grandma next time.

I just send marcus music file. time to go.
gtg.
T.T
It is not a good day for me.



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