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Sunday, June 22, 2008



there's this 3d thingy at disney channel just now.
so my lil cuz semangatly go to cheers and ask for the 3d specs.
soo yea. fooling ard with those specs.
anddd i find it useless wearing that spec.
to me like deres no diff.
i was told.
to help me move on. is to complete my past.
part of me wanted to move on.
but part of me wanted to stay and wait.
sleeps with those dreams
makes me wake up not looking forward for the day.
and and and. to make things just like KNN.
exams are nearing.
ive havent touch my book yet.
things are just confusing me right now.
n yea. my cuzz told me dat my phone rings.
n its his ringtone.
my heart just drop at the moment.
but then it was just the song.
i shld really change the tone soooonn.
i nearly shed tears coz i really do miss him.
but i didnt coz i told myself.
not to cry animore.
and its 3 more days to his bdae.
you know, i saw your pic with her.
in my mind.
what a lucky girl. coz she got to feel the love from you dat ive nvr had.
she got to feel being known as someone you loved dat ive nvr had.
she get to spend the days with you
and, you still loves her, even when she has someone.
and then. i saw your pic with a new girl
and that point of time.
i tot until when ill see your pics with other girls.
and not me. and maybe i should just let it go.

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