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written on Sunday, September 2, 2012 @ 12:38 AM ✈

Mainly it's just about point break on last friday on the 24th. ahh.. theres not much to talk about. it was emotional. idk y i started to cry. i just felt like i NEED to.
i really dont kno how to summarize it all... i dont even kno how i felt...
it was weird bcuz my knee-to-knee partner was brandon her. [wat we said to each other is confidential]


in the end, there were the thanks to and sorry speeches.
if i did it, i would thank POLARIS~♥ john & robin (idk y for robin but... idk)
nd tht day [just to myself] i would thank sabreena nd aracely.

i would also say sorry to robin. just because. i guess cuz ppl always be "mean" to him bcuz of me. (nd other times, it's not even me :p)

and after that... idk. i figured nobody will rly stop judging ppl by their appearances. i mean, look at this generation -.-
it was a rly great experience tho. it made me like hugs more than b4. hugs are... somehow special sometimes. other times... hugs r just nice. ^^


still... problems continued, even tho it seemed tht there wont be n e. we're still hiding stuff no matter wat.
nd i'm sorry... just sorry... i can't do n e thing bcuz im not the type to be mean to one person, just to satisfy the other. i'm sorry... but if u hav n e problems w it, let's compromise, k?
i'm sorry for not knowing u more, even if i knew the gist of it. i'm sorry for not bothering to ask n e more. i'm sorry for not being there for u all the time. i'm sorry for hiding as much stuff as u.

i just can't say enuf sorries.

please forgive me.

and even wen u do, i probably won't be n e different. v.v
i don't go thru wat u do. i can't feel wat u do. so tell me. even if i cant help. tell me.
nd i kno most of the time im busy w lots of stuff. sorry...
there were LOTS of things tht i didnt kno about... until today...

.... wow. it was rly nice to rite out all this nd reread it. i kno im forgetting to sorry about something tho w so much on my mind... i just cant help change n e thing. TT

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