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Monday, January 17, 2005

we were supposed to clear things out.

but it got blurer and blurer in the end. [that's if the word 'blurer' exsists]

i hate myself. i dunno what i'm thinking, what i want. i need professional help!

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think i showed all my emotions too clearly on my face, even in sch. someone's alr telling me that i'm different frm last yr le. wonder if it's changing for the better/the worse. considering that i'm less outspoken. mayb to that specific person only ba. dunno. stop acting serious! argh~