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Saturday, April 12, 2008, 1:39 AM
so many lingering thoughts with no start or end.
they just flow through my mind and stay there, never wanting to leave.

i completely hate the way how i gave in.
you made me seem like a complete whore.
but no. i ain't brooding over it.
you were just there for my pleasure, and now u shall be gone. *poof into the thin air and never return back*

next shitbrick.
i finally got my laptop formatted.
while attempting to put back the files to C drive.
my file with ALL my pictures and school work vanished!
i have no hard feelings over my school work.
MY MEMORIES THAT I TREASURED IN THOSE PHOTOS. they are all gone now.
i was one the verge of crying but i managed to hold back those tears.
i didn't want to break down the second time.

nesha, thanks for being there for me baby.
i knew i could always count on you.
you're the last thing that i would want to lose in my life.



this is a special dedication to certain special people.

dearest dearies.

i pray to god that he would bless you guys with a more matured brain that suits your age.
from what i have been through, your mere actions remind me of how primary/secondary school students fight.
maybe, stop there and think, you would remember that friendship isn't something that can be thrown away this easily.
nevertheless, if you guys feel that my friends and i are mere dirt to you, beyond all means please fuck off without troubling us.
&& for the most loyal boyfriend.
if you do want to interfere into an issue, which in the first place was never one.
please do consult me, i advise you to get a skirt.
and if you think my bestie's a boy, she would have made a better man than you.
she would have the balls to stand up for the right things and not be a fucking dog for her girlfriend.
thank you so much for the kind attention that you gave me for the past few minutes while reading my blog.
any doubts or queries, feel free to come confront.
cheers.