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Date: Friday, August 15, 2008
Title: exam was over, but stress wasn't over.  woo hoo! exam is over!let's celebrate!im damn freaking stress these days. just because of the stupid trial. it made pimples, eye bags and dark circles pop out in no time. D: sadly nothing can cure them now. these stuff made my life kinda down as i see them in my face,but forget it. at least i got one week of holidays and once again i get to hang out with my beloved cousins and sister. shop till mad! :D but sadly another trial is coming. i gonna study in this holidays. or else i will be lazying around again. ************************************************ i thought as time passed. i had forgotten about him but maybe i'm wrong. im just lying to myself. im just lying to everyone. when i saw his picture with girls, im still jealous. tears dripped on my hands when memories recalled. i asked myself. i still love him? i dont dare to find out the answer. i rather it be a mystery. being loved by someone is much more easier than loving someone. |