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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
i am sad. i am sad. i dont know how to deal with such a problem, really. what if i make one wrong step, and our friendship is gone forever?

my throat is killing me. damn it. when i returned from school, i ate one ice cream. and ten minutes later, i started puking it out. it was gross and unbearable. when am i going to recover?!

its already the seventeen-th. please wipe off your smile from your face. are you happy when you say that?!