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Wednesday, 25 July 2007 ♥
17:53

not in the mood of studying with such a faci. tis is not a lesson. jensen- pls come back. w26c needs u.

and so later i skip the 'sex' talk tat i am suppose to attend today. i had no choice. i had to talk to him. at least for a while- it still counts. in a difficult time like tis- i had to. i sent my dad a msg but he jus wont reply. i need his adknowledgement. FAST.

I dun wan him to worry. he needs to focus on his extensive trainings. it jus adds to his burden. I'm sorry. VERY sorry. if it werent for me- things would be more clearer.

you cried for me tat nite. it hurts to hear u cry. the next day- u fell sick. u had a fever. i was so worried. i prayed for u. may god give u strength to go on for the week. i may not be able to meet u when u book out. u noe the reasons. its hard for me but i will try my best.

i was damn confused. i jus cant resist to be happy being among my friends in skool. they bring happiness to me tat is lacking back home. they always do. it has always happen since secondary school. it seems tat at that moment- in skool- all my pains were washed away.