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Sunday, May 30, 2004

life.. haix..

hate how tings alwiz turn out.. how i gt all my hopes all high up, n everyhting juz comes tumbling down.. how i plan out stuff n my onli small request was for ppl to turn up.. none.. no1.. i feel so lousy.. i tried.. i tried everything i can do oredi..

called up every nite to mk sure there's stil place.. called to tk leave.. planned out everyting oredi.. EVERYTHING!! den tings juz change into the way u dun wan it to turn out..

haiz but now feeling beta le.. toked to JJ.. asked him abt his situation.. n told him how i feel.. abt everything.. sorta counselled each other.. suan le lo.. if tings happen tis way, there muz b a reason.. no pt brooding over it.. mabbe the person up there wants me to earn more $$.. haha!!!! i'm gg crazy liaoz.. cranky nowadays..

tots flooding up into my brains.. muz 2 person turn strangers aft they broke up?? is there a nid 4 tings to become lyk tis?? haix.. i'm glad.. tt i dun hafta go tru all tis.. tt all ended well for me.. n i'm glad we're stil super gd frens..

hmz thx, JJ.. for toking to me, for being my gd fren.. n i wana say thx to all out there for being there for me.. u noe hu u r, ya?? i'm a veh fortunate gal.. tts all i can say..


+ [A]nGe| @ 11:29

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