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Date : Saturday, December 31, 2011
Time : 9:20 PM
Title :

I feel like such a failure.
I've failed as a daughter, as a junior, as a student, as a person, and now as a ma'am.
We got scolded like crap yesterday. It was really a wake up call. But the question is, how are we going to change?
I've worked so fucking hard for this position, and when I finally get it, I don't even put in a single cent's worth of effort in it. I just do things for the sake of doing them.
I want to be respected. I have to earn that respect. Years down the road, I want to be remembered, not forgotten.
Can I?
Oh, by the way, happy new year's eve. 2011's going to be over. I can only hope that 2012 will be better.



Date : Thursday, December 29, 2011
Time : 12:44 AM
Title :

I'm so sick and tired of all this, it just fills me with dread all over again.



Date : Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Time : 11:19 PM
Title :

Haven't felt so low in a long time. Sometimes I can't see where I'm going anymore.



Date : Saturday, December 24, 2011
Time : 1:30 AM
Title :

Oh, and homework. But then again who the hell reads this blog



Date :
Time : 1:24 AM
Title :

Dear juniors, hopefully one day you'll see this. Right now, I'm juggling FAC, DM, and the duty lists. Now I have to freaking dance for y'all. I don't know, I can handle it, definitely, but it's tiring you know? And I'm scared again. FAC; o's next year, DM. And of losing her. But you guys don't know, right? You guys don't know half of what's going on, and it'll stay that way. I want this to end quickly. I want to sleep. I'm so tired. Why am I crying? I don't even know. But I know I promised her I wouldn't cry any more, so I'll wipe my tears. I don't keep all my promises, but some I will.
Oh well. The neighbours will think in crazy, dancing in the middle of the night. But who gives a fuck?
Goodnight.



Date : Thursday, December 8, 2011
Time : 6:02 PM
Title :

What am I doing? I've lost track of FAC. My homework is barely touched, MFW cards are gonna be overdue. I can't remember what we've did for each training. I can't remember the pain of losing. I can't remember how each training felt like. I go to each training dreading it. What am I going to do? The leader is supposed to be the strongest, but I'm fucking not. If the team falls, it's going to be my fault.

Am I losing touch with you? Lately it doesn't seem like we're on the same page anymore. Any upset i feel, I say only here. I hide. Is it right to hide from even you?
You are my prince. Please let the happy ending happen.

Tasukete, I'm starting to get lost again.



Date :
Time : 5:40 PM
Title :

I swear I get hurt at the littlest things.

Hate it.