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Sunday, April 02, 2006 { 9:09 PM }

first time ever. feel myself like jumping hot ants. its tough to cope with stress without folks' support. they just leave me as i am.

funny, i feel the stress but not that sense of ugency.

this is the first time i saw him brought up his emotion so uncontrollablely. he actually cried. of course, i dont feel good either. it was like we share same thoughts and feelings but i think im stronger psychologically. but i was at the verge of crying though. how? how to comfort him?

execution tomorrow, i'll better go do some pack up.