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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Okay! so today was suckish. it seriously sux. firstly, its because of BGF. oh goshh, common' lahh, i didn't even say a thing about her and you blame me and say stuffs that really can't get out of my mind and its like freaking rude when you just walk. what i said was true, who am i to you? you said it yourself that it was a waste of breath talking to me so why even bother to come up to me and say a word? Second thing that made me so f*cked up is about the termometer. seriously, i didn't came last friday and i have my own reason && somemore last thursday i gave my termometer to Mrs Phua and i received my termometer today before assembly. who would'nt be angry when the teacher don't even bother explaining to Mr Saiful. i don't think the teacher even bother about her students. makes me hate her more. And lastly, that made me so pissed off was about bby. After supplemantary, off to Mac in a hurry to meet bby. Was eating fries with bby's accompany while the rest went home then we left Mac at around 4.15pm and off to this block. Was talking and something caught my eyes. how do you expect me to really trust you when you can't even keep your promise about that thing. it was a simple thing and you, yourself promised and you still wore it. But bby, you just know what to do. was cheered up by that and yea, it was okay.

Had a change of plans about passion arts. Im not wearing dress but i'm still wearing a white blouse. No sneakers but might be wearing sandals or any other suitable foot wears.

might be cutting my hair tomorrow. Layering and cutting my fringe same as Ayu after she and Shamira finishes their rehearsal.

i'm like so fucking and seriously mad with you. ohh goshh, wtf! you didn't even think before you said. you let my hopes go down the drain. yea, maybe it should be this way. yea, it should! the way you texted, the way you talk, it just so *%^#$ and you can keep all your words to yourself. don't even bother communicating with me because it's such a waste.

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