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Sunday, June 14, 2009 at 11:34 PM
I'm back to square one. I'm crying a whole lot. I'm dying inside out. I'm hurting inside out. Danna is trying to get me off my problems, Yayoi Sempai promised to help me, Hisagi Sempai and Mitsukake Sempai has been telling me it's not my fault, Bobbi has been trying to make me feel better. Danna wants me to stay where I am, but I don't want to. My momma has been complaining how hard her life was after having me, more and more often, and sighing just so loud for me to hear, she wants me out as soon as possible, like I can. God, she's the one who took my money. How am I suppose to get out of here?! Danna is trying to get me on Audition. Kim helped me create my account already. Kim was patient with me crying when I went off yesterday. Victoria has been quiet lately. I'm still filled with guilt. I can't be bothered about my family anymore. The wedding is coming, I decided to throw away the speech and just say it right on the spot during the wedding dinner, my clothes are in the washing, I sleep walked yesterday night, found myself in the kitchen at 3 in the morning. (the last time I slept walk was like last year December, when I was very upset.) I've been studying lately... I want to talk to him but he's not there... He's not... It's been awhile since I last told him I loved him... I'm planning another outing with Jessie and Shawn. Another one with Victoria. And one soon with Yiru. Boy do I miss Yiru... She's having problems too... And I'm talking to her using her private blog... And, each day. Not being able to have the proper conversation we used to have, with all the jokes and laughter we used to share... It's killing me. And every time not being able to tell you I love you properly is eating me up. I want to talk to you. I want to... And I want to spend your coming birthday with you. But can I?...

To You I'd Be Always Faithful.♥ 11:34 PM.


Sunday, June 14, 2009 at 11:34 PM
I'm back to square one. I'm crying a whole lot. I'm dying inside out. I'm hurting inside out. Danna is trying to get me off my problems, Yayoi Sempai promised to help me, Hisagi Sempai and Mitsukake Sempai has been telling me it's not my fault, Bobbi has been trying to make me feel better. Danna wants me to stay where I am, but I don't want to. My momma has been complaining how hard her life was after having me, more and more often, and sighing just so loud for me to hear, she wants me out as soon as possible, like I can. God, she's the one who took my money. How am I suppose to get out of here?! Danna is trying to get me on Audition. Kim helped me create my account already. Kim was patient with me crying when I went off yesterday. Victoria has been quiet lately. I'm still filled with guilt. I can't be bothered about my family anymore. The wedding is coming, I decided to throw away the speech and just say it right on the spot during the wedding dinner, my clothes are in the washing, I sleep walked yesterday night, found myself in the kitchen at 3 in the morning. (the last time I slept walk was like last year December, when I was very upset.) I've been studying lately... I want to talk to him but he's not there... He's not... It's been awhile since I last told him I loved him... I'm planning another outing with Jessie and Shawn. Another one with Victoria. And one soon with Yiru. Boy do I miss Yiru... She's having problems too... And I'm talking to her using her private blog... And, each day. Not being able to have the proper conversation we used to have, with all the jokes and laughter we used to share... It's killing me. And every time not being able to tell you I love you properly is eating me up. I want to talk to you. I want to... And I want to spend your coming birthday with you. But can I?...

I Don't Want Just Anyone's Hug.♥ 11:34 PM.


Directed By





Rainie
Love's Raphael Michael Kea.

OLD ENOUGH
Contemplating College
Badminton School Team



Momotone
The Scriptwriter.

OLD ENOUGH
College
Drama

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