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Sunday, September 14, 2008
So Long Dear
Thinking of having around 2 more months with my friends saddened me, especially after reading QQ's last will. Crazy masscommers. Where would I meet such people again?

Anyway, just had a long (yea, around 4 hrs) girl talk with Wed, D, Kutu and Tes. Tes is stuck in a ten year relationship, with no passion (sex souunds like a nightmare) and 'used' to being loved. Her defense on not breaking up rely solely on her fright of being single after soo long. I could relate to it to some degree, but I'm not the one to speak.

It's sad. The last thing I want before I die is to die a virgin. It's just so... miserable. And naive in a way. Hm, maybe because I'm a post-Mtv product. Anyway.

The hardest thing to leave now, if I have to choose, is my roomie. I'll doubt I'll find a better roomie.

I love you my roomie.

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