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Friday, November 21, 2008


Time:8:11 AM


All I had to do was to read the letter and I decided I just can't do it... Oh well.. Im a damn softie.. Haix... Despite everything that has happened, I can read the sincerity behind the letter. I should trust that the right decisions will be made all the time. A new beginning. That was what I should have gone with.. But I always seem to find myself stuck to the past. I let go of a certain past already, but another has come to haunt me... Argh.. stupid stupid...

But I made my choice after all.. After all that I know, not supposed to know and have not yet know, I won't think too much on it anymore. If I can't abandon the past, I cannot move on. I suppose the letter can be a form of motivation? Yea...it is. Time to forgive and forget McMillan. Live not in the past but in the present and hope for the future. Things might not go my way, but I guess I have to suck it up and just keep on walking. Its for the best for everyone. People say I take life easy, but only a few know how hard it is for me. Heh. Oh well...hopefully nothing happens to screw my decision. Ho hum~