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Friday, March 16, 2007
Carolinechantel Yap posted at 5:22:00 PM

CAMP WITH TPJC IS OVER. Part of me glad, part of me rather it wouldnt end. Sure gonna miss the combine sectionals. The long long distance walk from the room to the canteen and of course, them. Well, at least it was productive and not just some other waste of time programme. If winning that school should make me feel happy, why aint i feeling that way? Nevermind, i'll let that pass. I dont wanna have anything against that school anyways. I want nothing to do with that school. Hopefully, at all.

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When i said " Misery loves me" , i was hoping only ONE person will say what i wanted to hear. But i didnt want the both of you to say that to me. Just hoping that'll help me see something. But it makes me harder to let one go or leave the other one hurt. I wanted so much to forget you. But the memories of you just keeps on haunting me. And ive finally came to know, i didnt make the right decision. Or i shouldnt have left it like that.
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Whereas everytime i try to tell you it's impossible, you come knocking on my door, giving me another big surprise. And then nothing comes out from my mouth. Everytime i tell you not to waste your time and money on me, you tell me im worth everything. sometimes, i rather you leave me there to rot. and die.
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MAX: YOU ARE A FREAKING JERK. IF YOU EVER LET ME SEE YOUR GF, I'LL TELL HER WHAT YOU'RE DOING BEHIND HER BACK. SO WHAT IF Y.O ACCIDENTALLY SEND YOU MY NUMBER? YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSE TO SMS ME CAUSE YOU ,APPARENTLY, SHOULDNT. SO LEAVE ME ALONE. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
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Ugh. Someone should just kill me. like..Literally.