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fi - like a woman scorned.
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Friday, April 22, 2005

Listening to - Try by Nelly Furtado

it happened again. times when i expect my dad to pick up the knife and stab me, he didn't. scarry how i can always see it in his eyes and picture the murder way before we start the conversation. o wells, not now, but soon. when can we ever talk like father and daughter. it's always yes, no, ok. and frankly, i lurrve it. i love this hostile father and daughter relationship we share. daddy, u rule!

ok today is our usual coffeebean-pool day cept we didnt play pool cuz finally, nys and hani were too poor. so poor they had to beg-cum-force me to get one more caramel ib. time to join my kering club! ferst we went to bedok to get hani's med rpt, lunched and went back to tp. den it was back to cb. was irritating how we can't decide who was the dumb blonde among us.can't be me, they're the only two who has blond hues on their hair. and nys, no such thing as dumb redheads, thank you. wondering where can i get another two tix to dance fest at tpjc tmr. called hadi and i miss the way he says 'hello'. haha. i don't know y he insists tat all his frens hate him just because he's still clinging onto a bitch. well if ur a true fren, it doesnt matter whichever bitch your fren chooses to hold on to, rike? hahahaha. haiya, i doubt i still fall into his category of 'frens' anyway. about our spongebob date? burnt, i suppose.

i got off the fone wit anep twice in one minute tonite. ferst call ended when he saed he was tired and suddenly he called back and saed, "no! im not tired! i wanna talk to u! i'm tensed! i can't sleep!" weirdest freak kan!! confused i got. yet tickled, i was. but he hung up again. coz i didnt make him feel better. infact i made it worst. still i was like, huh?! wat did i say?! must be something wrong i said but i can't recall what it was. sorry if u have a blur cock for a girlfren. well he thinks im always sarcastic and i tink he's always joking. so yea, wat a perfect match. haish.

i have to be more sensitive. atleast keep in touch with my emotions. i don't mean tat im unhappy or aniting. i very much am. but there are those who are not. like few mintutes ago, i stumbled upon a girl's blog and i read, she was having a heartbreak on her relationship. and as i was reading, i actually chuckled. like for a moment i was relieved to find out that there's someone in a sorrier state then i am and actually laughed at her grief. took a minute for it all to get into my system and finally realise what an insensitive bitch i was becoming. i regret. regret having tat selfish mindset, even for a second. and she's not a nobody. she's a somebody i know. somebody im literally, closely connected to. i hope it shines for her again...once the 'bigbig rain goes away.'




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