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Y Friday, February 02, 2007.

the walk home.

and i tink i fail my chem test.
i did my best, blame it on me for not studying.
donno whye i'm bein sucha a crybaby.
fail nia mah, cry wad? stress wad?
my future's dark liaox.
no point gettin upset over it.
i notice the change.
my world's turnin upside down.
it's no use harpin on it animore.
i don feel lyk bloggin.
i wanna be a crybaby.

give me back my smile i have on my face a few dae ago.
bring back my baby to me.


i love you since the day we met.
2:56 PM