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title: Chapter 2: Pain of truth
date: Saturday, March 31, 2012
time: 4:19 PM
Life took a sharp turn in these two days. I've to stop studying my Advanced Diploma until I pass my BS. MDIS is bent on wasting 2 months of my time, ruining the schedule of this year. So yes there won't be school for awhile..

Yesterday, had dinner with Jinfa and Wenjun. Had a really great time. Then we bought 12 cans to drink at my house. Drank rather quickly and Jinfa wanna go home early, we got tipsy really quick. After they left, I continued to drink in my room, need more alcohol for the courage to confess, cause I can't seem to keep it anymore..

Yes, was prepared for a negative answer. Truth hurts. Though it'll lift a big boulder off your heart, it puts a new, bigger one there, double-edged. The text messages were too painful to view again, guess I can only read them under the influence of alcohol.. Really want to read again.. Get the messages clearly into my mind, analyse...

The flow of life... Why did it lay so much pain in the thing I treasure the most..? I don't think I deserve it.. I don't go around and flirt.. Go in and out of relationship with different girls.. I treasure it.. Respect it.. It's something sacred..

It's another few years to suffer...


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