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Monday, January 18, 2010



why do i always end up dating guys who doesnt seem to understand the position im in? that there are restrictions and boundaries. yes i dont feel comfortable holding hands in case people my family knows saw. why cant they understand that? physical contact, is it really a must? i dont mind if we're away from the eyes of people but never in public. im sick n tired of my parents rejecting the guy im with just coz of this. its stupid. yet my parents will mark him down. u cant get that in your head? fine. go find someone who can express her love openly. go. at least thats what hamad got when he left me. and yes hes damn happy right now. u should too.

im tired. really i am. waking up at 5am everyday coz lesson starts at 8.30. n yet i try to make time for him. im tired. assignments are crazy this sem. deadline as soon as feb. i dont need this to make things worst. i really need space. i just want to break down n cry. the stress, its getting to me.

ok then. shall finish up printing notes, read up my text and try have an early nite. long day tom.


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