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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, November 10, 2010


10. That's it for the week. Well, almost. Last practice for Malay Dance and then I can chill. Malay paper was tougher than I thought. I felt like shedding some tears when I got hold of the paper. Being there sitting all tensed. It was a suckish feeling and I do not know how can the graduating class handle it for three weeks. Hahaa. nvm, my time to shine will come. Like I have said, the paper was not the same as the first time I took. I did not managed to finished two damn fucking questions. Pathetic much. Me and gfs weren't into the mood of exam or major exam anyway. I know it sounds stupid but nahh.. I just don't see any future for me when comes to Malay. Fuck it.

We ended our paper around 1215noon and everyone headed to our own way. For me, it was home sweet home. Closed my eyes and chill for a few minutes and dolled up. Met peeps and off to Airport to give Rahziah a surprised. Well, I blew it. At first it was okay until I panicked and told her that I was with my cousin who had just came back from Australia. I'm such a bad liar. haha. After Rahziah had really went off with her flight, we had nothing in mind so we found a spot to just chill. The spot where Me, Ayu and Shamira went last year during our visit to the airport. Last year, we danced to the song of Single Ladies by Beyonce. Today, thanks to the Mafiaz, we girls learnt some steps for the song One In A million. We spent the rest of the hours there till 1900+ before leaving for home.

Baby is still outside I guess. Have not had a call from him since afternoon. Perhaps he is busy on his way back home. I miss you like one hell. I can't wait till Saturday baby! Me plus you plus camera plus idk where you are going to take me to. haha. I just hope our date will be a soothing and an enjoyable one. Town, town, town. You're as sweet as a candy. Candy Boy aku.

Something has been on my mind for quite a long time. Not recently but far far months ago. I feel like I am a tissue. When you are down and you need a tissue to wipe your tears, I was the one who did it all. I held your hand and stood by you but what hurts the most was that I was betrayed. I gave you my faith, my dreams but f- it, you treat me like dirt. I was cheated for months. I had to learnt the hard way and I felt stupid for believing in you. Do you know that you resembles a perfect jerk? How could you be so heartless and leave her just like that. I know that, that was the past but still.. It is stuck inside my head. What you did actually was not supposed to be forgiven but maybe I was dumb to have believed that friends would be the best solution. Though we are just friends, I still hate you for what you had did. Sometimes, I feel like getting you back but revenge is not the key to it.