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Friday, November 11, 2005


3rd entry of the day. i must be damn bored or sth
after that phone call, i then realized, i am the most unfeeling and selfish girl in the world
i remained aloof even though he was crying at the other end
i gave simple one-word answers, and even the most hurting words
i didnt know if i made the right choice this time
i hope i did
i cant bring myself to tell him why am i doing this
it's hurting enough
yet i'm doing all this for myself
for my own future
without considering about how others feel
i feel like a jerk now
u may think i'm one too
hate me then. i've got nth much to comment
i just dont want to drag
i didnt expect myself to end the entire thing
but well, i just did
u need not know my side of the story
i'm not the victim
i'm bad anough
i'm a bad company
dun get too close to me
sorry for the incoherence