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i shouldn't say crying makes one weak. i had cried, depressed, done all i can. and now i think i should be back to my life. i am not saying i have recovered. but what to do? i had choosen the path i have to go. i shall no longer expose my other side to you. it makes me 'laugh' when i thought of how stupid and stubborn i am.

i miss my passed away relatives. i have disappoint so many people in life. i have made others worry for me. oh yes thanks though they are not always by my side. results won't change anyway. you have not know my other side. the poor gary that cried because of you. i am not asking for pity from anyone. and i won't mind anyone who scold me for being so fragile. because i am so. you may have think nothing has happened, but to me it's something that can't be wiped off. oh yes..

and i am here to say sorry if i have make you mad by raising my voice because i can't help it but to fa xie on you.

sorry.

2 little cranes are born. though they are made from papers, they are a little different. they stay in the world call friends.

Monday, July 02, 2007
10:23 PM