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Wednesday, July 29, 2009
4:20 AM

Today is a bad day. A very bad day.


Today sucks. I went home by bus, feeling extremely tired.


Seems like today not many people had the mood for anything.


At one stop, no one was around. The whole bus... just me and the driver...


This is a very lonely feeling. Stops after stops, just the driver... and me.


Suddenly, the whole bus was crowded with passengers at a stop near a industrial factory.


Although there are more people now, I felt a little bit worst.


This is when I understand, wounds will heal, but scars won't.



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