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Saturday, March 08, 2008 ; 7:46 AM

Saw so many people's blog and I was like.. ==
And I dont like ==

I seriously hope nobody can see this.
I also need someone so I could cry all my problems out you knw. And all you think is about her. Where you two share secrets. No, I dont knw what I'm thinking. But so much things had changed just bcos of him. Maybe, it's not worth it. But, I'm willing to suffer. Ken said, this love wont have jie guo one. And said I whld change another target soon. HAHA. Yeah, right. I'll prove you wrong Ken. Those hints from you, I'll pretend it's not for me. Cos I'll wait untill you finally say yes. My emotions was so easily affected by YOU. I dont know who to believe, who I can cry out loud to. I just need someone who I can cry out loud to, and understand how I feel. you ? You ? Or YOU ? Sigh. I dont know how to console people, and I usually keep all those things within me. And now, I want to burst free. I have so much to cry out of, but no one is out there for me. No, I dont want those who's out for purpose. Her, her and her. Sometimes I'm very irritated. No offence.

Ivan, ivan, ivan. Say it right at my face. You dont know how many girls are so damn crazy over you. Sad, happy, hurt, overjoyed. I know it's up to you. But, I'm too selfish for this. Blame me for my selfish-ness.

Maybe I think too much.