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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Thursday, November 26, 2009

i miss this crazy guy above truckloads. Abdul Haqim Bin Nasirun!

Woke up at 8 in the morning. Bby buehh me again. should be meeting him at 9 but i received a call from him instead of him. our meetig was cancelled coz he was sick. So, its not so called a bueh. Chatted with him otp for a few minutes. Got ready and left house to meet monyet and belo at mrt station to go SSC. Haiyoo. Wanted to play with the water but haishh.. fish. Then off to the fitness corner. Bby called me and awww... imyt bby boy! okay.. thn went home coz monyet got tuition. i didnt know monkey is so hard working to get ready for O' next year. blablabla. im bored now. Like finally, next week. an outing with ayu and don't know who's tagging along. Only girls will do okay. haha. hmm.. Was freaking angry with someone in this household. Like come one lahh. At least i come back home instead like those m&ms run away without telling their parents or theytreat the house like hotels. And fucking more, I reached home like so early .what?! can't a girl spend time with her friends or just go out on her off day from work? I have only two day off and i only took one day for me to spend time with my friends and addition to my anger, its like fucking early. wth? i can't wait to get out of this fucking house. PSLE results were realeased today and im proud of my sister who had beaten me by 2 marks. congrats dearie!

I miss abdul haqim so much. i love you dearest. hopefully tomorrow's meeting won't be cancelled aye? I'm sad and i don't know who to turned to. i should listen to my advice but its like freaking irritating. am i being truthful to myself? fishh..

i envy with couples nowadays. Some couples have the same blogskins/ friendster background / profile picture n more. goshh. both so jiwerhh. aint that sweet? how my life will be like what i dreamt it to be. haishh but that's just a dream. No wonder there such word as ' Reality'. I miss us. I miss those. I miss we. I miss them. Where have it all gone?

and to you, yes you. thanks for the moments and all but i don't think its worth at all. Back to normal as in the past. don't tell me that you're gaming and that i'm cooling. stop.

fishh, i'm like fuckin sad, mood swing maybe.

okay, im done.

-angry, jealous, sad, fucking madd!! grrr