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Monday, February 23, 2009




today is the most guilty day ever.
becuase of my advice,
i made someone cried.
i'm so sorry.
to you:
i'm so sorry,
but from how i see,as a honest friend.
i think its impossible to even return to the past anymore.
even if you do,
things would be so different.
i think getting real upset over ..
is just a waste of your tears,
and i think the day you look back.
you'll probably laugh it off.
dont think so much,
i guess the reason you're feeling like this,
is because your heart is feeling empty?
i think that person doesnt even deserves to be in there.
no matter how sweet/nice,
it can never compare to the one who loved you,
when you did not even know him,
who even died for you,
not forsaking you,
never giving you empty promises.
since things are already this way,
dont care/think,
thinking too much makes people go real crazy.
but i seriously am feeling very guilty.
sorry,
it takes time to forget,
move on,carry on:]
i just want to tell you,
if you have problems,
you can tell me.
even though i really cant stand people crying,
because i dont know how to comfort them.
but you can tell me:]
i love you kays?be happyhappy always.
even though,
you know what i'm talking about right?
uhyes,
i very countrybumpkin one,
i think saying 'iloveyou' to someone,
takes alot for me,
because my family doesnt do that one.
so abit weird for me,
unless that person is supersupersuper
important/special to me.
so anyways,
cheer up,and smile.
dont think dont think.


and to TJY:
happy bday,
i wanted to sms you.
but well,i overslept.
you must be saying qianda,
as always,
sorry for not making to your celebration.
like what i say before,
me and you are like fire/ice.
you are like so expressive/passionate in expressing your feelings.
emotional kind,
watch comedy movie,
also can cry until like sobbing.
if i were there,
i think i would be so no comments,
while i'm like coldcold,
dao type,
but i think its cool somehow.
oh well,
happy bday still.
hope you enjoy your manhattan.
too bad,i'm also broke to eat there.
yah,unlike that vivian toh,
later thn sms,
sorry luh,
probably tthe last one to sms you,
okay,tod's tution was rather unpleasant.
because one of us
was apparently very
pissed off at the teacher.
dont so angry like that kays?
sudd,so quiet.
very scary,
actually i know i dont need worry about you ,
because tml,
you'll be fun,happy,jumping,laughing.
what a good thing,
to be simpleminded sometimes,
happy always,
:]
tod is a super guilty today,
i feel alittle weird,upset
but it's only temporal right?
yes,i pray and hope.
dont think:]]]]]
wheee,
perhaps,yes?
whatever.
bleah:[

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