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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

reach hm at 8 todae. mum's angry wif dat. i dunno. mabbe she's angry wif my sis(s) dat im affected. haiz... its alwaz me e "pumpin bag" to vent anger on. i mean, im an innocent party. juz hav to bear wif it, i guess

the talk was great. lots of things learnt. not much to say on this

in class, try to talk to her. put on a brave side of me. i can see she's avoidin' me. i feel useless. i dunno y but it jz came out from my mind. everyone says im happier w/o her. but do they actually seen e other side of me? i hav to cry... feel sad n ya, she's my bezfren once. i dunno... i jz miss her badly. wish i could jz sit by her n talk but i knw its impossible. wishin' is not all... am i a changed person? do i change after e incident? every night, diz tears will flow by itself strugglin' to accept e reality. why cant i jz forget her?

13 days to go... am i ready for e major exam? or am i ready to leave her? does she miz me e way i miz her? e frenship is special. ours. why do people hav to bother abt us? i dun care even if im taken advantage of but i jz need her... losing her... is lyk losing e other part of me

behind these smiles, laughter, happiness.. sorrowness, tears n sadness appeal before i could actually ends my day. e feelin' is automatic. my mind not at ease. n worst, S hav not been callin' me. why she's angry until now? it makes me pissed off. i did not even hurt ur feelin' but why are you treatin' me n make as if im in e wrong? 13 days to go.... real life will began

while lookin' at e pic in e frenster, saw diz pix of my fren. she was kissed by her besties. well... to think of it.. is it a sin for a fren to kiss her other fren on e cheek? ohh... if e guy were to kiss e gal, it's not a sin but if it was a gal, it is a sin. wad logic is dat? Lame man!~ it is not matured of HIM to think LYK dat... Freakin' GUY... U're juz jealous... JUZ FACE E FACT!~

Shikin, i knw i've been tellin' this all e while but yea, i miz u badly. i miz e frenship. but its impossible for us to be even normal frens. nw, ur meant to be a stranger to me. bcuz u treated me lyk one... u ignore me... n am i really a stranger to u? well... yea.. shd be right. cuz u hav sumone to replaced me. its ok though... i will move on... i will...








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