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my endless entries. and am still writing....
introducing me.
 | 26.12.1987 popular sanguine + peaceful phlegmatic |
i, may be your treasure or the price you ve to pay. may be your why or wherefore within the measure of a day.
my days. not yours.
August 2007
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and the day finally.
Friday, September 14, 2007/ 8:49 PM
and the dae finally came.
send boify off with his mum n umi. so segan. parents r neva my forte. but i lyk em. his mum n umi i mean. shrug. tah eh. ey r lyk nice, sportin ppl. n i tried my very bez nt to lose it. n so i didnt cry. frm e time we took e bus to e ferry terminal until i said my goodbyes to his mum n umi afta e bus drop us visitors back at pasir ris int. i feel so proud for boify but at e same time i wish i cud fall dwn on my knees n beg him to run away n go back hm w us. ni la matair yg paling gile dlm dunia. sab. sniff sniff. n he sudnt haf askd me to hold on 2 his psp while he's in. as much as i lyk watchin e videos, listening to all e songs, going thru all e pics n playin e games in e psp, i cant bear to even touch it wen im home. juz e sight of it. n cz of it im cryin up till nw. GAWD. gt a grip la sab. |