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Monday, September 14
Last blogged @ 1:15 PM

i won't understand whats happening in school.
i won't understand my friends either.

there's a sudden change.
& i don't understand.
& won't understand.

I can count my friends in school/class now.
I can count, I repeat.
Not like the past, when I have countless
of malay friends.

Now, I can count. I have those two best guyfriends,
and two girlfriends who understand me well.
These four are the person who I can rely on.

NOT the others.

the truth is all this sudden change come
from Wan, my close friend in the past but it
has become others.

I'm not trying to say he can't but everything is
unfair.

I don't wish to elaborate,
just mind your own business bitch.





xo, rara.
misses.