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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Monday, May 17, 2010

Hope you like it. we love you so much lah anggok. haha. so sec 2.


As most northlanders who owns a blog would say, it's the end of Mid Year Exam. Thank god. Ended our day with a celebration for Nurshamira's sweet sixteen. Went home straight after that and something happened. unadulterated hatred. nevertheless, I'm back to normal and I'm terribly sorry. Oh fuck, there's a slut in my house, 911. -.-" stupid bitch, coming here when she's in need of help. i swear, i actually wanted to punch her while she was asleep but, i do have a heart and I'm not a wild beast to do all those stuffs. I'll just treat her as if she doesn't exist. no life bitch. we're better off without her and i was actually enjoying it, literally but what to do.. haishh.


Second thoughts suddenly popped up. Oh please. I'm confuse and torn. I promised i won't cry and still stay strong. I trust that each of us plays apart in other's people lives. I still have hope for people to call me special and named me theirs. I seriously don't feel special and i feel so lonely. Is it me or am i too blind to see what people had done for me. After that talk, i realised that i have a very, very, very thick skull and I'm super blind. Not only that, in addition, I'm too stubborn. I admit and i agree to a large extent for all the comments and harsh treatments. I sincerely accept it, well, not really. those late-night calls till 3 in the morning, that super long text messages and those red marks all because of you, means something to me. I know my way of saying would hurt you and my ignorance can't be tolerated but haishh. I'm seriously out of words. half of me just wants to end everything and don't want anything where's there is "me" and "you". The other half of me, ... let's just say i don't want to think or even try to settle this.


Might be going somewhere with special*. Can't wait. hopefully, it will be as fun as the last outing. I miss going out and wearing new clothes): i miss blue hoodie. i miss frowning. i miss gym-my(jimmy.) will me you guys really soon.


3-in-1.