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Friday, July 18, 2008 Y

Results are not excellent, I've dropped a lot. I know I had so stop telling me repeatedly. Mistakes, dozens of them, just that its in different paper. I guess, I'll never learn from it. Scoldings? Lies? Jokes? Encouragements? I can't really tell anymore. All of them, sound so familiar, alike. I guess I'm really getting into moods of depressions, or maybe over stressed? I don't know, I'll never know. As a Chinese saying goes, 当局者迷，旁观者清. So, I think I'm in that situation?

Don't really know what happened, but just feel like crying out. I guess, I lacked the courage to? And I think I'll never reach the top, for I'll be falling again. It's just too hard, to start climbing again.

&i've fallen, with new injuries that are fatal.

and I miss you already
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