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Friday, December 12, 2008,11:30 AM


What was I effing thinking to actually presume that you have a sense of guilt!? Your skin is so thick that nothing can penetrate.

Squash, this morning, was good vented all my anger but it came tumbling back in on my way home. A bitching therapy session with Chee Wai is required soon. As much as I am afraid that he might nag at me, but it seems like a way better option than seeing Danvin’s face on a sunny Sunday.

Toodles.



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