Ding! The bell has rang and I'm now out of the way. "She" says I've gone over her life. I now see that helping her is such a bad thing, it just ruins her life. I guess that's how it'll go. You show a person that you care but that person sees it as maltreatment. So, I really croseed the line, didn't I? So, without further adeu, goodbye and thank you! I guess sorry won't cut it for both of us. I'll just pay you back with whatever I owe you. Don't worry, I'm not mad at you. I just don't want to bug you anymore and I think that you'd be happier without me. Man, I know I'm going to die soon. I mean really soon. I get lots of different pains (physical). Yea, It's okay though. I had enough of the bullshit in this world. My spine's not getting better too. I sleep with the wrong position with my spine arched. And it doesn't help standing too. Gravity just pulls it further down and I don't know that it's already arched. I also had a problem with breathing hard. If I breathed too deep, I'd get this very big chest pain. That includes laughing. I'm also running out of ways to vent my pain, anger and sorrow. Tonight, I want to go to Freedom Bar!!! I wanna see Cynthia Alexander and Cooky Chua. The entrance is free. Then next Saturday, I'll go to Fete de la Musique! That's French for Music Festival. The event is sponsored by the French embassy. A night of music and fun with 8 stages of different genres, from rock to hip-hop and blues to reggae! I will definitely not miss this event!! It'll be at Eastwood, Libis. Music starts at 5:00 PM. I suggest you guys go too. No, you better go because I still don't know who'll go with me. I went to last year's and it kicked ass! It ended at like 4AM!!! Okay, that's it. I'm all souped up and excited! I hope I have somewhere to go tonight! I don't want to be stuck at home. Later, I'll be going to AUP again. I'm going to see this guy that knows me but I forgot who he is. I can recognize his face but I can't tell what's his name. I'm afraid to ask him because I started greet him everytime I saw him there. And the sad thing is that I see him everytime I'm there. This is humiliating. It all started when he called me by my name and greeted me, and I went like "Hey, how are you doin? It's been a long time. How are you?". Since he looked familiar, I quickly responded with that answer while I was trying to figure out who he is. Until now, I have no clue who he is. Is he from gradeschool? Or from gathering I went to? Or is he my hitman? Hahaha! Possibly...maybe somebody wants me dead. Probably. For sure somebody wants me dead. But, who'd hire a hitman?

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