YThursday, September 18, 2008' 6:35 AM
wondering what will happen if the ncrians knew who i am. like, ignorence is bliss, that really goes. for singulars, don't listen to me crapping if you don't know who i mean. mess with the wrong people, everyone gets pulled down. doing something against my job, and now i realised that it is cruel to be kind. not to the person, but to you. still, what would you do if someone you cared is in trouble? help? i tried, and now lesson learned is never to fight back agaist your own ground than some unknown ground. yah right. so, no more warnings to you from now on, and i'll just take thew punishment and carry on with my life, while you carry out your job of living till you die of some stuff that everyone else does. yes. because of you, i striked a deal which is costly. illa, i'm sorry but to let them continue, i disobeyed you. really sorry for what has been done, to the victims and the culprits. to the victims, including those lost, sorry for not defending you well enough, and to the latest, sorry for even telling you. i'll pay for my own mistakes my way, while you get gone scott free. to the culprits, please expect me to be in the front line of duty which everyone else had tried to stop me from entering. my life is your, and i shall do anything i am told. for being kind, i get killed, literally killed. i'll just jump to the second stage of punishments so that the victim goes from your books. like it or not, to the people, i've paid for you, and you won't get a receipt. just try not to say this out and you'll keep your head on you. sure, but it's not an easy road for me. wishing you all the best and sorry for screwing up your life. not acknowledging you as someone i know anymore, goodbye, and never to see the colours around you again.
