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Monday, November 2, 2009, 7:00 PM

shall keep spamming posts.


keep telling myself to stop hurting myself.
not physically but mentally.
it has been quite some time.
somewhere before.

sometimes, it sucks to me implicated and yet having to be the one to explain things.
and things goes roundabout, you get bitched about to her friends, the things get blown up.
when you are not exactly guilty of much things.
having to be the one who speaks up, yet every word is turn against you.

ah, where in the world is justice.
if we all could take time to know the people we dislike.
had an experience.
really didn't like the person.
but the person turns out to be pretty nice.

PDL teaches alot of stuff.
one being not to slack on pdl.
which i am.
i think i missed it for more than two days.
and it's going to be over soon.
wow, forty days passes so fast.