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Monday, October 02, 2006
The day that i m gone
Today had quite a fun day in school. Wasn't quite feeling in the correct state of mind. The arrangement of the math class was not what i had expected. Ithink that the whole class needed to have a teacher like mrs wee.She maybe strict however she had earned the respect of my class.Now i think that its just a matter of time going or not going to school.
There is something in my mind stopping me from thinking of anything.I felt that my life was in pain.Noone could share my problems nor understands them.My brotherhood that i had known for was my np broz.My class friends were just something ordinary in my life .Gone with the colours of the wind.

~ { 11:24 PM }
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