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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, December 2, 2010


02.Woke up pretty early for someone who wanted to jog-.- In the end, no jogging. pfft. okay, the plan for today is to get my form submitted to the community centre and spend the evening with love after he gets back from work. Currently, there's nobody at home and I'm feeling' pretty bored. And people, my prepaid is damn low. So I won't be texting/replying any of your text. Not to forget, answering your calls. I sensed that someone has hacked into my facebook account. Every time I deactivate it, the next day or so, when I logged in using baby's account, there! My profile. It has been reactivated back. I'm gonna change my password. haishh.


My sisters and I will be sleeping at my mum's place tomorrow for something on Saturday. I don't feel like going. Urghh.. I feel like I have changed. It is like, I'm more competitive, more inconsiderate of others and I do not know since when I keep holding on grudges of people. Maybe, after the hurtful things that opened my eyes changed me to be who I am today. It's like I don't want people to hurt me easily and all resulted me to be like this. My grandfather was right, changing into a bad person can be in a blink of an eye. I feel all yucky inside.


Down to the bridge of memory lane. I think I missed you. haha