I must have been sucha retard. Mistakes are ever repeating without warning. Each time with a mistake done, I made ma closest heaved and sighed with guilt, remorse and without speech. This time, not one but two of ma most concern closest shouldered da blames in ma place.

That afternoon, everything seems pretty norm and sweet, and I decided it shall be a happy Friday. Complacency really cost a great deal on me. I did a repeated-heinous-mistake again. Sucha cheek. I turned white and was at immense loss. Da situation was intense and panicky. D did not utter a word when he took the blame for me. This made me dwelled in more guilt and remorse. I was ashamed with maself.

If only I realized how important faith is and put it into good use. I needa redeem maself. Problem is, where should I begin?