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no matter wat.i will never give up.
& 8:25 PM &
artee..i noe ive pissed u off..
im juz so tired ..
wenever im tired..
i cant seem to compromise or agree wit whuteva e people is saying..
i was pissed by some people during band practice.
ya..i noe u were serious about it..
but dn worry..tmr its gonna work out great..=]
i was on e verge of crying.
but somehow i felt it was a waste of tym.
im juz wondering,wondering wen are we gonna be serious n work for dat medal.
somehow,i could feel a huge weight being left on my shoulder.
e problems are heavy.
do i really have e strength to carry it?
ladie N
