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Saturday, December 02, 2006

♥ an unlucky day

well.. i don't really like making negative posts.. but it's just that..

too many things have been happening lately.

so.. i'll make an exception this time round.

my dear one..someone who has been there for me since i was born..
when i heard the news.. my heart sank.
i said everything is normal.
but deep down.
there is a certain risk.
i know that.

so i went for school.
i tried to control.
yet.. those irritating stuff just..

when i reached sch..
doing some kind of apology letter.
my mind was blank.
friends ask me why i took so long..
i just said it was tough.
yeah.right..

went to meet a sec sch fren after that.
thanks for the belated pre.
it sort of cheer me up.

next week..
i pray everything will go fine..
please let it be..
i don't want anything to happen.. not now.
not until 10 years later..
not until 20 years later..
not until 30 years later..
not until i have looked after you like you did for me..

hmmms.. feel so much better now..

I AM GRUMPY.
8:36 PM


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