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Sunday, April 1, 2007

amidst all the busy-ness in school and training, i find myself still bothered about the same old thing. it has been years. y?? no one can ever imagined how embarrased i was. but i just pretend. pretending to just get away. hoping that that it will go away as time goes by. apparently it didnt.

~no one can read me like a book.~

aini@6:59 PM
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Aini, 23 year old physiotherapist



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