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    Tuesday, September 22, 2009

    if i could turn back time, if you gave me the chance to choose again.

    i know i could have done it.

    knowing it now,

    i would have done it, without a second thought, and made all of you proud of me.

    i would want all of you to feel the sense of pride, and achievement.

    i would want all of you to feel tears well up in your eyes, to choke back the tears as you finally see me make it through.

    im sorry dad, mum, cheryl, and most importantly, my dear nessa.

    im sure all of you would have been proud of me, even my daddy, who was so against it.

    the disappointment and regret i feel right now.


    9:00 pm