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Sunday, January 23, 2005

Hahaha. I almost died laughin earlier.

The thought of being togehter once, just gives me creeps. Dun ask me why. I'll just get a spine-chillin feelin tat feels me shiverin in digust. Tat's it. Disgust. How i jolly wish someone will just come along, and brainwashed me, leavin me with just selected, choosen memories. Which in this case, the whole period of time will not be included. That's for sure. Aint memories supposed to be joyful, makes you smile at the thought of it? Therefore, these eerie stuffs should be sucked out of my brain, stay forever in the vacumm, pollutin it with thoughts that's completely worthless. Damn. I cant believe i'm so heartless.

Wellz, it's over and done. And i greatly appreciate it. I'm lookin forward, I'm lookin straight ahead, and i can assured, I dun even miss the past, between us. Not the single bit. All i can say now is, No beans shall be spilled to anyone, anymore. Case Closed. Forever closed. And never ever shall it be reviewed. The last thing i wana have now is, to have anymore contacts. Best thing is, i even had plans to delete the number from my handphone , tat's after i've gotten back all my stuffs. Which is still left untouched, i supposed, at the place.

Since everythin is over, i shall reveal the truth. The things i've did, behind your back, in the so-called distant period. One, I asked my friends, all, to date me as much as possible on the weekends, to avoid spendin time togehter. Two, I purposely cast ur sms aside after readin it, coz i simply dun wana reply. Three, I refused to call you back, regardless on your free-incomin, coz i enjoyed lookin out of the serene scenary alone, compared to talkin to you on the phone. Ok, you can offically call me a BITCH now. Fyi, I dun go fillin myself up with emos, ok, i know this isnt wrong. It cant be helped. BUT it's completely wrong if you've lettin yourself immersin into it. Wellz, do somethin constructive and get out of it, for goodness sake. Being emo = actin pitiful = wants sympathy from others. You will get mine. Tat's for sure. But sympathy, is jsut somethin you would give to someone helpless, a complete waste of resource. Two, I am truthful, and i'm proud of it. Very Proud of it.

Shall nt be so specific. Think i've revealed more than enough. I shall stop to protect the identify of the used-to-be-significant-half. At least I DID spared a thought for the person involved. At least i DUN drive myself paranoid with things tat are totally untrue, and unfair. At least I have the decency to ASK, provided, if i still bothered abt the particular person involved. [by now, things should be very very obvious. unless you're a peabrain, you should know i'm talkin abt the particular you.] Which makes me feel so god-damn benelevont. Haha, and i just said everythin out. Oh, ammendaments, i've keep it within myself for like 2months, since the start of the problem, to the end of the relationship, to now. And since you're not even sparin a thought for me, typin entires which makes me sounds like a complete slut, i dun think i should keep you in considersation.





p.s: shoot me back, if this aint true. dun worry, i wont deleted the comments, either will i erase this entry. WON'T.

beautiful memories on. 2:20:00 am x
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