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Symptoms of A Failing Heart

Monday, October 15, 2007

You Are My Disaster!

seNGET crossed his heart at 2:49 AM  
blogspot sucks.
because i don't get to post passworded entries.
there's some stuffs i need to put up for my own references but i couldn't.
the most i could only save as draft and keep it.
zzzzz....


and to make it worse,
i'm boarding the flight tomorrow!
argh.
the fucking mixed feelings i'm having right now.
i dread so much.
i don't feel like leaving at all.
at least i'm not ready to.
to leave everything behind.
FUCK.
why can't i feel good about leaving?


oh yeah, i'll be bringing a auto-roam number.
just incase any of you need to find me.
call/sms 91268708.


p.s. dear diary, my teen angst has a fucking bodycount


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