Monday, August 17, 2009: 9:46 PM
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suppose.
i suppose this is the time when everyone starts to more or less think of their future. my friends are all either graduating or graduated. what kind of job do they want? study? but where's the money?
i suppose if there's a place call escape, everyone will be there, cramped. so, where is the guardian named face. she is suppose to teach us how to face growing up, isn't she? but where is she?
if she know a thing, she wouldn't be sitting beside me now writing her resignation letter, like again, and not realising any bit that i am lost.
thank god.for giving me this kind of biological mother.