when i lose myself, i think of you.

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Monday, March 30, 2009 @ 8:15 PM

i feel very depressed.
never felt like such a loser before.
i think im one of the worst, or probably the worst there.
to think i was a shooter before..
really laughing stock.
hope i wont get sick again so i won't miss training and do badly again.
sigh.

tap your feet.

hello, my name is geraldine and i'm 17 this year. i like breathing and eating, not forgetting watching the television too. love the birthday wishes on 21st january, and cheers of students on the last day of school.

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