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Tuesday, February 09, 2010

Hello,

Today's post about friends. Something really makes me wonder what friends are. Would you call a person a friend, if this 'friend' is not there to help you when you are in need? Would you call a person a friend, when you are simply begging for help but he just stands there stoning and shouting, "WHAT! WHAT! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!", even though you know that he can hear you.

I know that many people has build up certain impressions on me, but just as the world constantly changes, shouldn't we all change our impressions or opinions on me? I'm not as gl as i would be compared to previous times. :D HAHAH

Btw,

This awesome picture made me laugh my rather...










HAHAHAHH OMG. The photographer's a genius.

Yours Truly,
Ben

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