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Jul 27, 2007
how am i suppose to feel.

ya, n.y and me are good friends, but then everytime see him my mind will go blank one. how come we only can communicate through msn and sms? its so unfair. i just want to talk to him like a normal friend, I CAN'T. AH. i already promised my self thousands of times that I WILL talk to him..i even said that if i dont talk to n.y means i like pineapple. but I DON't. HE SUCKS LIKE HELL THAT PINEAPPLE. but then again, i can't bring myself to talk to him..and please la zhenni, please stop pressurizing me and pulling my hand to him. if not careful one day my wrist will become..BLEAH.

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