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Monday, September 6, 2010

hello diary,
feel like typing today.

I think about things, I cried, I told myself it's time to stop,
when I just made up my mind,
something hold on to me,
and I abandoned my thought.
It's a pitty struggling like this,
ah,
what do I do
I know nothing is right-but I dont want it to just end like this.
always thought maths is tough!
this is tougher!

lala. go ahead and say I am a worrier.
I am, because I experienced how ugly things can get.