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Saturday, June 20, 2009, 9:46 PM

yesterday.
was one of the worst days of my life.
and i mean it.

loads of crap. from every single person.
luckily God was there.
or else i don't know what i might have done.

alrights, enough of emo-ing.
enough of it for this two days.
sometimes those that you thought are your confidants,are just out there to hurt you and destroy your pride..? or whatsoever.
i can't give a damn now.
so just shit off.

yeah,i am minho crazy, LOL (:
and i am cute. so i don't need to act it. for once, for once,i don't even do it extremely.
ugh.

i shall watch WGM, and then do QT.
maybe my sucky mood might get better.
i am refraining myself from screaming the f-word.
God wouldn't like it.

Tomorrow's church, and priscilla and vivian won't be there.
so, too bad for me.
have lotso fun kayes,both of you (: ?

belated happy birthday to vivian ma~

bye.