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Sunday, February 25
1:42 AM
; make love in a new wave;



ugly is th new beautiful;
i'm th new ugly. (:



i never dreamt it'd be this way
i lost any chance for me t say
t say that i miss you,
say that i love you.
will someone pls tell me im okay

i wasn't prepared for what's t come
a life made of memories gone so young
nd now im regretting all ive done
but in your heart you know
that i'm w you all along..

.

no, i admit.
i can't let it go ok.
i feel like a miserable
pork slut everyday..
trying t make this feeling stop.
trying t tell myself that it's
all just a plain lie.
i don't know how t fine,
when i'm not..

never imagined you t be
my biggest heart-breaker.
its almost impossible t let you go.
i wonder if you alr let me go..
please let me know.[?]

why..
someone please tell me why...


a week nd four days..
it's just too hard.
i don't want it t end this way.
i thought i could have only one
boyfriend nd marry him. that's
what i really wanted. but i guess
i'm so wrong. i trusted you so much..


>
cabbed t pick hilda nd mable.
went t marina square. shopped
nd had lunch w them. met kennie.
nd some other sacians.

headed t church. i had a terrible
tummy upset. really bad. was
late for service. service was good.
this taiwan singing, liu geng hong.
i saw him on teevee before. yeap.
but i was so not into any chinese songs.
oh, nd his girlfriend, vivi - miss taiwan 1999.

goodness, nd th sound of this made
me tear. "together for 7 years"
hah, every sight or sounds of couples
make me just wanna cry nd be alone.
next t me, my cell friend nd her boyfriend.
they couldn't get enough of each other.
clinging their hands together. hugging..
seriously, i hate th sight of it. >)):
will i get all this ever again.

ANYWAY. sermon was great.
pop culture, i'm so going there.
hmmm, had make-up cell w ian
nd rueben. yeah. i'm so grateful
t have sucha understanding leader.
seriously, he knew whats going on..
i expected t be counseled today.

ian : how're you ?
me : er.. -looks up. ok ?
ian : -smiles. everything's gonna be better.
me : haha. thanks..


ay. it comforts me just by that sentence.
yeap, i love my leader. he rocks.
ohwels. went t tamp t eat. pasta mania.
hah. didnt feel like eating..

ian : not eating ?
me : er.. not hungry.
ian : you mean no appetite ? -grins.
me : >:x URM. NO LA! HAHAHAHAHA.

(hes just hinting t something..)

aiyaahh. many people does little things
t cheer me up. but i still feel so awful..
hate this feeling but i can't help it.

headed t mac after. then headed home.
i hate going home alone.. but i guess
i've got no more choice now. no more
pleading, no more whining, no more..
i got nobody t do all this t. -frowns

putting a mask infront of everyone.
how it badly it hurts when i have t
come home nd un-mask nd just
cry for every sec i've hide behind
th pathetic mask. damn masks.



come back t me,
when th fire's still burning.
please stay emotionally
attached with me..

others are in love,
when i'm all alone..





just so you know,
this feeling's taking control of me..