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trisha juliana lazaroo
8th november 1991
eurasian
catholic
Sunday, October 25, 2009

Second week of school starts tomorrow. I am not prepared for the fast paced life with so many assignments piled up in front of me.

I screwed up, BAD. And I know it. I'm sorry for screwing up.

You ruined everything. You don't know how difficult it is for me to plan something and you had to ruin it. You just had to open your mouth and ruin everything. I don't feel like ever planning a surprise for you again. Screw your surprise. I will just be there for your dinner and nothing more. Go and plan something with your friends on the weekend before your day cos I'm cancelling whatever plans I made with you previously.