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Friday, May 21, 2010 @ 9:47 AM
Darling, look at me.

I'm posting now. Cause I didn't go to school. I have a shitty valid reason okay. Having slight fever at the moment, wondering about some stuff.

Mum is backing out on my overseas trip. She's confirm not letting me go :/. Cause of a rather, "pathetic" reason.

She's bringing me to KL. Or rather, I go alone to visit my aunt and her family. That would mean, taking a plane alone :/. Shit, I'm scared. Okay, relax.

Okay. About that previous, previous post. The one about kicking (insert's name here) genitals and such. Pleasepleaseplease. Sometimes, it might not be you. But you think its you. And, I get this feeling. IF you feel that your attitude/personality is something like that, then it might be you. But then again, I'm talking about someone in specific, so it might not be you. But if I still talk to you, then it shouldn't be you yeah? Contradicting, no? :)

Results. Ahhh, I've passed everything. :) Talk about not studying, I bet computer games not teach you good English, Literature, and all that shit. And also, compo papers. Writing one long chunk hurts fingers. So, before the paper, exercise 'em! Use the computer. Typing = exercising. I love that excuse :B. Oky, back to private blog :)

I would bet my life like I bet my heart
That you were the one baby
I've never been so sure of anything before
You're driving my heart crazy
I can't hold out
I can't hold back now
Like I've done before

Darling look at me
I've fallen like a fool for you
Darling can't you see
I'd do anything you want me to
I tell myself Im in too deep
Then I fall a little farther
Every time you look at me


Smelly/ Bel. I will do your dedications tomorrow for ya! :D. Or rather, people who been thru my problems with me.