Last week I spent almost an entire day at the police station. The investigators came over to ask the guard a number of questions. He was trembling, stuttering with his answers. It was a page ripped straight from Dostoyevsky’s Crime and Punishment.
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It was a total bummer because it happened twice in a row. And really, to be screwed over by people you trust is not fun at all. My workmates and a number of close friends have asked about what happened reading through my Facebook and Twitter posts but I was never one to spread negative vibes. Unfortunately, I somehow still feel angry and scared and sad about it. ): Well, there were those whom I know really care about me and will always look after me. My mom and papa and gbu said I should just get over it and move on.
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