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Friday, January 12, 2007

heys, i'm back! today, rain damn big larhs~ i'm sosososo drenched. andd, fed up over the project thingy. talking over the phone with sharlynn and sooching, making me SO wanna scold the word:
CHEEBYE.

now no mood to blog lorhs. sis just cut her hair. hahas. look a little toot. and i went to my aunt's house just now, after i went jp. i drank lots of red wine, and i felt SOSOSO giddy, even by this very second. i'm been having lots of problems. i mean, not really problems, but just things that bugged my about in my mind. i can't stop thinking of them every sec. and every sec thinking of them makes me wanna cry. sigh. maybe i can drown my sorrows in beerWINE.

a little msg to my you-know-who... maybe he ain't even reading my blog. but just wanna say, thanks for all those days when u were so sweet to me. i know, i know, that i know. Once school reopen, the bond between us will suresuresure become smaller. i knew this would happen, so i don't mind you letting my hand go. i don't wan you to feel trouble over it, i don't wan you to fan over it. i want you to concentrate on your studies. if letting go of my hand settles everything, then i will let you go. But i won't let it rest.. you did your part in the holidays,now it was my turn. Even if we went seperate ways, i will still stay as your Angel and protect you, watch over you, till the day i perish. i wasn't your fault that i slit my hand. it wasn't your fault that i felt depressed and stressed. it was all my fault. sigh. mayb i'll continue when i think of something to write.



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