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I believe with what I believed
Friday, January 14, 2011

"Don't ya yell at me !" This was the last message I ever texted you. And then, no more reply from you, not even a piece of text. I wonder why you could be so lost enthusiasm towards me. Does it end ? With a stupid text or something else ? I wonder why you don't reply. Did you angry ? Did you blamed yourself ? Did you guilt or regret for your actions ? Did you scare to text me anymore ? Did you ? Just because you've been rude to me ? I don't know. Perhaps no more destiny between us. Only you could do is to accept the fate.

What will you feel if what you did doesn't seems to be appreciate ? I bet you would not be glad. Because you paid so much effort and at last, your works were just useless. I know the feeling because I've had it for most of the time. And all I do is to accept. What else can I do if I don't accept ? Nah, nothing I could do.
Well, there mare a lots of homeworks. Get sick of doing homeworks. Perhaps someday I might gone insane because doing too much homeworks and having too much stress. Nah, nah, nah. No way : P No way going insane.
I think I will create a new blog. All about chinese essays there :D Passion. I willl create it when I'm free. This is what for today, bonjour.

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Jia Xing.


23 y/o.
University of Malaya.
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