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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

sometimes I wonder... do I really hate P? do I really want P to get out of my life? maybe in the past... Because now I felt nothing about P, just like normal classmates.
sometimes I wonder... Do I really treat M as best friend? Do I really enjoy M company? Maybe no in the past, because I feel that we are really good friend.
sometimes I wonder... Do I like them? I just could not blend well with them...
sometimes I wonder... Do I like X? We haven meet up for quite a while. Do our relations faded as times goes? I don't no but I hope not. X is the first person I know well and I treasure it...

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