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Its Only Life - Kate Voegele
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
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ysterday didnt blog...i waz switchyn on ma com from 1 - 10 at nyte..aiyoh soo no tyme to blog...skip visuall class..ration,elise,fox,rachelle all cum ma hus do d presentation prject on ideology...at leeats finish..looks like a well done project tho..proud oif it!!hahah niwae...den 2dae go skoll ...take 31...on d way to skool saw zul..d ex dunmanyte.,.didnt smile at hym tho ..waz extremely late..and gta take d 31 bus...soo slooow...weree sleepin insyde bus den bus conductor cum..wadafcuk..ysterday bus conductor today also..shity idoit.=s....niwae...waz tynkng of ward shuld sae for ma presentation leh...styll tynkyn...den go skoolll...dey all lauigh at jem coz i waz all blck wif wite shoes..hah duyde..oka eward..den ysterday while doin project...akim waz onlien tho..but didnt manage to talk to hym coz i waz bz...he is lazie tho..24 yers old and aint werkin..i asked hym why he isnt werkin and he said he sstyll searchyn den i kinda lecture hym on dat and said dat hes gf wikll be very unfoirtunate loh..den he said i want a gf who accept me wen im fallin and rising so nw im fallyn...i want her to be der...emmm..impressive tho but come to tynk of it...its juz alibis..haiz.. niwaez..now in class..elise sad..not wif baldwin nonmore..elise dun sad sad k....hha ...i nt sad nimore..ration now SOOOOO HAPOIE>..den yu mus hapie hapie also k??chill hell cum bck to yu...tif iut waz meant to be...hell cum bck to yu...juz like myne...i dunnoe why..but i feel im styll associated wif ma ex bf of 3 yrs no matter hw frenzy i tried to be wif hym...evrybdy styll tynks im wif hyma nd tynks hes d onlie one dat ive been wif..goodness...he snt d onlie one in ma life okae...haiz...but...ders styll question to dat realtionshyp and post relati0nshyp..styll..tynkyng...wantyn to ask stuffs...but...i noe hes very d sarcastic,...so im nt willing to open up and ask stuffs..niwaez..im hapie...erm bout d akim tyngy..im nt missin hym nimore...hahah sriusly...mb he sjuz totfull..but now...i live ma lyfe..live it well..oh ya see d brown guy again..hah soo flashy ah he...nvr see imran...foz sae imran nt a straiught guys..damit..hw can he be..hahah well..all of des are actuali flings feelings..aint rreal..i styll tynk der sum1 for me outder..dis sum1...hes infrnt of me..but i dun see it...im styll blinded by ma probs...styll cryng over spill milk..styll hafyn boundaries...dards ward ive tot i am for d apast few days...ruzaini styll mingling...wandis styll shadowin..amin styll reminiscing...and ihsan...tryn to lose hym..so he sstyll hangyn...urgh!hafnt been writyn all ma stuffs in here..niwae ma stuffs aint as good as ruzainis poerms dat publiushed and amins lyrics dat hes syngyng tho...but its tyll sumtyn ive kept insyde.....sumtyn i penned dwn..sumtyn....


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