walk with me through this storm.

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

HAHA. Been smiling like an idiot these few days.

Thanks alot. :D

tired. i don't want to face my problem for awhile.

i just want to run. run with me.

gastric since saturday. bad one.

seen a doctor today. gastric flu, fever.

i don't even know what is wrong with me.

sick and tired.

but i am at least happy after that.

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