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Im taking off this about me craps. No one will really either. If you seriously want to know me, just come to me. Because I would also like to know you. My Name Is Jasmine

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EIR
Sunday, February 19, 2006 { 9:54 PM }

less than 10 more months and i'll be free. real freedom. i always wanted to think of that but everytime i wanted to or when i failed do very well in certain things. this urge just runs away.

i'm blogging this out of frustration. quarrelled with folks and it make things even more negative. i did not want to. but i'm just far too frustrated to control. they are just pressurising me when they did not understand very well on my situation. i know that they are for my own good and i truly appreciate it but, what they always like to prompt is the negative side of me. when i wanted to slack a while or when i did something which did not much concern about my studies, they exercised their mouth.

seems that the world is against me...