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Janice MoMo, 19.
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Nothing in this world is perfect to me.
So I don't believe in perfections.







Date: Friday, July 24, 2009 9:07 AM
I knew.
It's like a fairytale story.
An expected ending that children will know.

I was so happy that school is over.
But now i asked myself,
"Why?"

Maybe it appears to be childishness in your eyes.
But it's not. It's just how much i looked forward to be there for a person.
You just wouldn't know how much i wanted to see people whom i think of or miss.
Intentions, my intentions.
Now I don't even know whether my appear-to-be-nothing intentions are right or wrong decisions that was made.

I hate school, because i knew these will happen.
I hate to be on my own hate my stupid lame character, and that makes me hate myself even more.
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