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    Monday, July 6, 2009
    Why can't everyday be a good day? Like the other day, 


    I bought a pack of cigarette. It feels good.

    Hanging out at aunt's place with good food. It was good.

    Watching Hagimaru with cousins and nephew. It was relaxing.

    Traffic wasn't that bad. Got to spend time listening to my fav. tracks while driving. Nice.

    And I got a nice parking space right infront of the boutique. It was a blast.

    But I lost during the Paintball Tournament. My fav. gladiator snap. My BB trackball and keypad ain't working that well. I'm stuck with a crazy cough. Chocolate cake doesn't make me happy anymore. I lost my cash. I was crushed to see him appear and knowing that he'll be MIA soon. I didn't get my huggers and kisses from him like I used to. I'm feeling down, reading our previous comments about that picture of him. I'm having a swollen  eyes due to thinking too much about him. 

    No, I'm not crying. This happen whenever I think of you.

    What happen to our friendship? Why am I not as happy as I used to be when ever I see you?


    2 Comments:

    tolong ah weyh, cari org lain. kau selalu cakap mcm tu kat aku en. dia tak berbaloi lgsg kot, dh ah poyo

    By Blogger Airora F., at July 7, 2009 at 5:50 PM  

    We're not in the same situation la Bas.

    By Blogger bytchless, at July 7, 2009 at 6:50 PM  

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