could it be, three simple words, you fear of being overheard? i probably spent like the last thirty minutes just staring blankly into my book, not a speck of idea on what to do about my next assignment. my mom is seriously considering buying me some chlorpheniramine tablets to put me to sleep every night. you know, those yellow pills you pop when you have a runny nose. nyahahaha! last night i couldn't sleep and there was nothing left to eat in this house. so afiq came by my place and bought me some noodles with sunny side up.. except the sunny wasn't up and it got so cold shortly after. anyhow, i love sweet guys like that. i noticed how my area is so littered with cats. they give me the creeps every night i walk back home la. if there's a course that can help me overcome this fear, i would definitely enrol myself. my fear of cats is really getting annoying because afiq keeps a cat at home. why why must you have a pet cat ah? why can't you keep a bird or a fish? or spiders? i love spiders. so we just sit while he watched me eat. then we talked and talked. about so many things. it was chilly and nice. we talked so much i almost lost track of the time again. phew!

apparently there's still this whole drama that's been going around for quite awhile now. i don't understand these people. they still love to talk about you even when you've grown too tired to offer your two cents worth. i know some of you nosey fuckers have nothing better to do and come in here just to see what i have to say in my defense. get a hobby or something, collect stamps.. don't just sit there during your off days and be nosey.

well, it's not that i want to be paranoid. but atleast that's something i was hoping she could say it to my face instead of ranting foolishly for the whole world to see. i think it's perfectly fine for anyone to be friends with their exes but to be gloating around and telling people about it? like what's up with that? if people can learn to keep their mouths shut and be a little bit more discreet about their so-called personal lives, then this world will be a much better place. it's not my problem, is it, that you're still struggling to move on and that you can't help but to enjoy being left in a ditch all the time. shit man i wonder if you will ever get tired of it all? all they do is just sit and rant, feel sore about themselves and continue dwelling over the fact that I DID THIS TO THEM. there there, please don't cry. it takes two to clap, ever thought about that? look what happens when the shit hits the fan now, honey. i told you it wasn't worth sticking around. i told you exes are spiteful but you wouldn't listen. they can never be happy for you not especially when you've cheated on them before. but then again, it gets old, nobody gives two hoots about the past anymore. i'm not saying anyone was stealing anything away from me, but be my guest and please try. i suggest you use whatever you still have left in your possession and buy yourself a life.

if you're still sad and unhappy and seriously think you have a problem with me, there's always msn. (i'm sure meeting up over coffee isn't such a good idea considering where we all came from). afterall, we're all adults here.

now i shall go on and have better things to do. like asking afiq what he ate for dinner today. cause he is so cute! cuter than your puny little flat ass anyway.



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