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Wednesday, September 15, 2004
1:30 am

on another note, i've been depressed these days. i'm not quite sure why, maybe it's just post menstral syndrome or something. last night. i just cried. i don't quite know why. but well. everything that's been happening, me thinking too much, love songs, reminiscing, i guess it all just got to me.

i miss you baby. i'm glad you were there on the phone for me and cheered me up when i cried. though i wish i could have hugged you, but your voice was good enough for me then. i love you.

the divorce papers have been signed. its not decree nisi yet (what i learned in school does come in useful). i don't really feel like talking about it now. men can be bastards at times. i can never forgive and forget, its something which is seemingly impossible. for his standard, it can never happen. all men are bastards. oh well. except for my darling ivan. and. well fine, my guy friends. but other than that, all men are bastards. hence my burning passion to do family law. especially divorce. :) its quite ugly the way people can be, when they want to get want they don't deserve, or to run away from the consequences they have to face when they make mistakes. for goodness sake, grow up and be responsible for once.




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