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I like it like that
Sunday, April 27, 2008{ 2:24 PM }
gayity
It's been a long while since I've last blogged. Here I am, succumbing to self pity and emo-ness again.
J2 is...EXCELLENT compared to the shitty kns J1 year. 2007 is like officially erased from my memory la. Like the worst year of my life. The only problem with this year is that I have a dreadful feeling that I'm going to flunk A's, like BADLY.
S;FGI;HSOIJHJIOAEHLIRUHGIAYUIRU!!!
Had a good chat with Rykiel that day. Love her man, she can always make me feel better.
My thoughts and feelings are waging war against each other. They are both armed with the all-power, all-destructive ammunitions of hope, risk, pain and memories.
SHITTY BANG BANG BANG MAN.
Should I tell that person how I feel? Damn scared that person would freak.
Using rationale and the good ol' "I don't want to risk my friendship" has proven to be an absolute failure in the past.
Speaking of the past.... WHY HER MAN. Omg, I was rather surprised? amused? contemptious? when I saw her. Like he said he doesn't like art girls because they are very 'opinionated'?? Wow, so what does he want, an obeying mule? Haha, ok, that was harsh. But it certainly answers a lot of reasons why we fought and justified why we didn't get together.
After fun-o-rama, I realised, for once and for all, for sure, without a shadow of doubt, that I can never put up with an wishy-washy person like you. Both. Why did I ever spare so much thought for you, anyways???
All the good guys go gay.
Haha alliteration.
Let's give up men. =D
Yesterday's pnp was excellentaye. Tim is the nicest person in the world when it comes to food. =D Krystle laughs like shit over the smallest thing. Old maids swirling across the stage at the randomness time is just... too much for my nerves. HAHA.
Yay drama ppl will be back! =DD
i loved once