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Kee An, 011093kee an, whose face is round and fat, is officially EIGHTteen, going NINEteen :O his Mama's amniotic sac bursts open and the amniotic fluid lubricates her vagina while he slides down playfully along the slimy ol' black hole and POOF, he sees light on 01.10.93. free web hit counter Tagboard
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Sunday, September 2, 2012
MLM this week was quite boring. We've been loading and unloading the stores almost everyday and going out for 'rehearsals' which seemed so useless and monotonous. Somehow I just felt like we were treated like nothing during MLM, and we were punished just for their recreation. I wouldn't want to talk much about it anyway. But something major happened during the last few hours when we were back, something so serious that could land me in the cold and heartless cuboid room. It was a kind of immense fear that I've felt for the first time (not even during the moment when I was about to drown). The fear that my future would be ruined, the fear that I couldn't lead a normal life, the fear that I've brought shame upon my friends and family members, the fear that... I wouldn't be able to raise my head again. I was so thankful for my section mates and friends that came to comfort me during the period when I was so unsettled and worried. The small actions and talks almost brought me to tears, but I wouldn't tear in front of them, because that might just make them worry more. They were there to give me strength and courage to face the truth, because we are all in this together, except that the mistake was done by me. Things will never be the same without these friends, who were total strangers 12 weeks ago. We came into the same training school and forged strong bonds. It is inevitable to worry about some matters sometimes, but their presence and laughter made me forget about those shit temporarily and get me back on track in life. Life, currently, isn't all about army. It is only recently that I realised that I actually have a life, during weekends, a time that I've always been looking forward to. Even though I might lose something in the process, but I hope that our friendships still remain. I'll just hope for the best, and not gonna think of the worst case scenario for the first time. |
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