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Wednesday, March 4, 2009
march has only just started. and it didn't start out any better either. been at home. well, its been raining. so there aren't many options. but its good though. the rain part, its been pouring so heavily the last few days. but the best part is the cool air just after it all stops. the atmosphere, it feels nice. that's the only good part. what was said back was obviously full of sarcasm, no doubts. full of it. just like the time before. i was speaking very much politely. was i being unreasonable? was i being rude from the way i spoke? all i did was to speak with the best of intentions in the most appropriate and polite way that i could. and this what i get back in return. thanks. i deserve this right? if it were someone else speaking the way i did, would you have replied exactly the same way? undoubtfully NO. it definitely would have been different, because the person speaking wasn't me, that's why. so. now how? - someone once told me that a friend is the one that stays with you when the world is avoiding you, because friendship is like the eyes and hands. when the hands are hurt the eyes will cry. and when the eyes cry the hands will wipe away the tears. - well, at that point of time... i shall carry on with things that require more attention for now.
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