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Saturday, September 02, 2006

i haven't been talking much to anybody but i guess i'm okay with it being that way for the moment. because for now i just feel like being alone. and for once, it doesn't seem that difficult. pardon me if i've been unresponsive when you talk to me.

i'm really sad that the cake didn't reach you and it got lost along the way. and i'm pissed with that unknown h.sanford person who signed for it. you suck. so much for all my efforts and excitement waiting for your response. i miss you and your bitching. haha.


love you like a sister;
2:45 pm