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Monday, February 28, 2005

sunday mornin.........


welll 2dae.....didnt godamn fuckin wake up fer ma godamn fuckin jogging..stupid ruzaini woke me up while i was ahfy nd stupid dream agin...i waan noew ard swif me hafynd dream of d same 2 guys...okae....d 2 guys is ..ergh is oo nt gan tell cz no...not tellyn.......den woke up help mumsie wif housewerk.....well den was chillina nd stuffs den ruzaini ajak lepaksin..k...was sleepin den he woke me up again...ergh..nwiae its ma fault..supposedly to meet at 3 i was sleepin till 3..ahaha den i gt ready...i wwetn liek..eh yua lways late cn..yu alwyqa smake me wait can..den yuw ait fer awhile cnt....hahah den wen tto meet hym uop..was ond wae qwalkina nd i kinda saw ma uncle..well eh hanyut already...haha so i dun bther sayin hi..not uncle..my cuzin..hahah den meet dem up at s11....meet up ruzaini,aizat,mursha nd izmal...wel izmal had problem so hes like joinin d gang group!!!hahahaah wel..it goes dsame wif mursh las tyem den nw ist izmal'z turn../mcm pelik g2...hahah den we chilled and stuffs...and ruzaini keep pesteryn bout d gerl i tld hym.....well...hmmm..........................................den went to plae pool,den i kinda talk to hym during d smokin tyme...went askin hym ward if its me in d gerl tyngies situaasyen..denhe wnt liek erm btr off ffrens cz he dun liek ma frens....ergh..dudye sriusly id un tynk its a good reason cz....IF we were to ACTUALI GRET BACK.....AS IF YU CN ACTUALI REPLACE D TYME I SPENT WIF M ARENS>..i eman if yu dun liek its yur problem.....and as if I WULD ACTUALI PESTER YU IN JOININ ME AND MA FREN OUT...ergh IVE GOT A MIND OKAE I CN TYNK..I JUZ FYND D REASON LAME COZ>>>...watevr.....hmm.....niwae den i keep tynkyn..wards wif ma frens....niwae tld hym ma pont of view if we were to ha[p[en aagain...i dun liek hsy attitdue now....hw he styll take me fer granted and how he styll wif d gerls andshit...ergh..watever...it realie pisses me off wif d reason tho... den wnt bck..was tynkyn botu d awaityn one.........den hubby msged me botu sheilas schedule...and i tynk hell msg me later after werk..well id un sleep earlie tho....mb i will..coz i gt sumtyngs to tynk.....

wen tbck hme..and tynk botu ma awaiyn one..sumhw tynkyn of hym bryngs ma mood down....ends me up to d stress factor....i need a hug..i need sum1 to hug me...i need sum1.........i dunoe....im down and depressed nw....mb it werks and juz go decreasin ma tummy..i dun liek wen im deprrssed id o loadsa stupdi stuffs...well mb it a wekk or two yulls ee d difffrnt me...sumt yngs arebtr left unsaid..sum tyngs are btr lft like dat.....sumtyngs botu ma awaityn one..........i cntbeliev itynkyn botu hym gets me deep.....welll i gtg.........mb i made a mistake.....




dear awaityn one....
mb now...i wnt tell yu tho..i wnt let yu noe...i wnt need yu to realize....i wnt need yu to nitice like ward ive hoped fer d past few mths....mb now dear awaityn one...ill get maself away...away frm yu....whch preveents ma tears in dwellin dwn ma cheeks and wettyn atshirt to d wae wheerre it drains dwn ma knees....mb now i dun need to try..nwo i dun ned to perspire...now i dun ned to go forward....mb now ill go away......yull see...slwoly..again..............................................................
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