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Sunday, July 26, 2009
{4:35 PM}

The uncertainty.

Signs. Are for your own guessing. Your own assumption.

You can take it well, and let it bolster your hope.

You can take it harshly, and just crush the idea of it.

Why. Such an idiot.

As sucky as this feels. I still have to get back to work.

Hopeful? I can't feel as certain as before already.

We'll see when school starts again.

I just can't put my mind into it, knowing that..

Just have to.

Argh.

Because no matter how I try, I'll never be in your eyes.

It never did work out.

OK this isn't helping.

-----Feel-----
Time to die.

Time to be alive again.

Time for new beginnings.

Because......

Perhaps it was all a dream.

Life, live it well.

-----Speak-----

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Brina Lee
Chong Xin
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Frances Lim
Grace Sung
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