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Wednesday, March 08, 2006

hols is boring nd certainly torturing me .. sk0ol is no betta.
wantd t buy a game t pass time but it was far too expensive;
ii bought a book instead.
b0ught chips ; ch0cs ; fam0us am0s c0okies ..
fattening but certainly YUMMY*
but one thing for sure, iim not xing fu th0ugh.




ii could not stop mineself from tynkg bouts him.
seeing him online but ii dunoes what t sae t him ..
ended up he went offline.
ii reck0nd he has g0ne t plae his games.
ii c0uldn't help sms-ing him ..
hais
this is so worst.
ii want t be nonchalant but ii noe ii cant.
ii dont want things t turn out bad, reali dont want.
T-T
this is reali killg me for fuck sake.
hais ;_;
even when readg d b0ok mine mind is so filld with him.
what can ii do ..
all ii can sae is ii reali miss him.
:c
all these is driving me crazy.
ii fear of losing him nd ii reali do ..
that thing that joanne told me bouts when he dont lyk her he started t reply lates nd dont tok t her.
how much ii fear this will happen.
oh fuck it!
sigh ..
but if this reali happens what can ii do.
iim so fuckg paranoid nd so worried ..
would someone just kill me for ii dont have d courage t die.
hais
why is all this happening ..
without uu ii dont noe what m ii doing online.
uu wont even see this.
so m ii gona tell uu everything in letter agains?
fuck.
make me lyk a desporado.
but for once ii tynk iim so desperate ..
ii dont wanna dwell in this kinda situation.
ii find no assurance.
ii just want YOU*
ii wish uu knew how much ii need nd want uu
nd that uu do something abouts it ..
but then again,
bet uu r feelg fuckg irritated by this too ..
HAIYA.
fuck


ii dont even have the fuckg mood t do anithing
help

Waking up from this nightmare .. How's your life, what's it like there? -- 9:49 PM