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    Saturday, June 04, 2005

    Yesterday was A rough Day for Mi & Siti. It like a ride of rollercoasta.
    Tt's IT. I guess! It is lika a mirror. Once it's Broken, u can't glue it back no matter wat. For it's in pieces now.When come to think about it, i find it was a very stupid incident. In the future, if pp ever came out n ask wat happen to our group , how u gonna ans them? bcos of one 'prata'' incident.. I came to realise tt the more u wanted sth n u forced it, the more the thing wouldn't work out no matter wat. Real Friends are when u ud one another deep in the heart. N despite no meetin for ages, u still can click when meet up w another. There is no point Keep meetin & meetin n only to result in tension buildin up between a friendship.
    I also learn another great lesson yesterday. In sec, Evrythin is more pure & simple. THe friendships made r geniune. But in poly, Things r so much complicated. Ways too far.. The incident was really immature. That is not how friends n friends talk where by one is kinda of blamin the other. There is no one to blame. It is everyone's at fault. It juz Bcos of miscommunication N mistimin N wrong attitude tt result in a inevtitable horrible incident.
    Can't We juz talk like mature adults. N things wound't happen like tt? i guess the wole thins is too late now.
    Wat i extremely mad was tt one of the guys shouted at my friend! How cld u do tt! U r a guy. How cld u shouted at a girl? i was mad w Rage tt i really feel like fightin w him. This is not the way u talk to a girl!
    I can assure the fact tt i can nv ever click w tt particular guy anymore. I have been toleratin his attitude till tt moment- till i BLASTED out at him!
    I dunnoe wat it likes to see u guys in skool again. I wan to pretend tt nth happens. Tt everythin is juz a dream, unfortunately i couldn't. i may able to let go , may able to forgive But i wld nv Forget. The hurt is there. The pain is there. It can nv be washed away.
    PP r not wat u see. I have internal problems w my ownself too. i'm complicated.
    So does tt classifed mi as Anti social when i dun mixed around. Dun comment anythin till u really knew someone. I have this huge problem tt is botherin mi often n resultin in y i acted weird at times n dun mixed around.
    I guess tt is all i have to say. I dun blame anyone. I dun need sympathy. This is juz an incident tt brin lot of hurt to many others. Unfortunatly i juz one of 'em.

    YAN

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