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Why don't you be the artist and make me out of clay?
Why don't you be the writer and decide the words I say?
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I just read something, that I thought was... Well, hurtful, and yeah, maybe it was a long time ago. But 'cause I just read it, it just, well, yeah, hurt me.
About a month ago, I got into this little... Misunderstanding, with a classmate of mine, over a group project, which was indeed, my fault that she didn't hesitate to point out. I know that everyone has a right to express themselves through their blogs and all, but sometimes, even though I try to make it up, it still hurts even after all this time. I mean, yeah, we weren't very close to each other after that, and I don't know how she thought of me after that whole episode, but I just don't want it to continue...
Well, after all, I think, and I hope and pray, that she already has forgiven me for my irresponsibility... Now I know how she felt when I didn't do my part...
Su Jia...
I'm sorry.
the origin.9:40 PM
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