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Sunday, August 01, 2010


OMG.
Its been almost half a year since my last entry and yes, im still alive, thank God. Goodness gracious. idunno where to begin on what had happend in the last 6 mths.
im still with her nw. scraping thru. no more frens to call real frens nw. all been long gone searching for their own truth in life.
im back home, jobless, fat with no intention to look forward in life except for the next weeks planning on hw to have money.
to pay up and also to survive.
im getting sick depending on people for money and stuff, afraid that one day it will backfire again and the so called frens who once help will turn arnd and stab us in the back.
had that, experienced that and wants to prevents that from happening.
had forgotten the people in my past but somehow or rather they always have a way to seep into the tiniest hole to creep back in my life one way or the other.
and once they fo that, and when i rmbr their existence, i search back my hole of safety.
sucks. that feeling.
maybe this tym i shall try to update more of my life in here.
tmr maybe.
just change my blogskin again.
hope to change my life
again.

6:43:00 PM

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