okay, im feeling dammit guilty and sad.
i feel i should blog everything out to make myself better.
this whole thing happened during monday, tskk i told my friend that i couldn't go for bs cos my dad won't allow. and on that day, i went out. feeling guilty enough, God arranged to let us meet each other. okay we met and we talked. and yeah, DAMN GUILTY. I'M SORRY, REALLY SORRY. i let you guys down, i know. hais. and yeah, results aren't that good. im like mourning for it now, my "hard" work wasn't paid off.
you people has not seen the real me, the mask i wear everyday is what i chose to be in front of you all. the real me is as not strong-willed and jovial as you think. i really need someone to share my feelings other than God, someone who understands all this crap im feeling.