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Sunday, August 21, 2005

dedicated dis blog entry to my dearest bf whom i lurve osoo much
today was a fine day
i spend d dae wi fmy bf..
i had a terible stomach aceh and he cared fe rme dearly
wnt madrsah wi fhim and i was still thinkin
i realzie spendin d dae wi fhim evrydae is jus worth while
i always whine bout hw i spend tyme wif him alot and nt my frens
dn is trted to tynk..
sum tymes i need my frens..
btumy bf is my bestfren fer 4 yers
bf fer 3yrs 4 mnths
goodfrns fer 7 yrs...
i haf evrytyn
hes my gerlfren too...
hes evrytyng all mien
and i owe evrytyn toi him..
im jus afarid of losin him one day whch i duwn an to tynk fo it...
ims oo sorie my frens if yu tynk ive been spendin tyme wif my bf..bt hey..
i dun see hime rvydae yu noe..
and if i do..its onli an hr evrydae..and dats whack..trust me...crapie...
well i did a mistake and i felt trerrible
tynkin botu it i cried..
i enarlycried at zouk@ phuture
bt i kept myself..i juz smield..
im reali reali sorie...
im yur gf..i shuldnt be doin dis...
here it goes


zouk & phuture @ 19 august
it was a fucked up party
fer gods sake..
saturdae was d free dae..
watevr..
my skool classmates blood braders sum couldnt make it and sum dunw an to make it..
so i end myself up fgoin wif fen,raf and han...
bell and kat tot of cumina fter werk..
sheesh..
dn my bf tot im goin wif my skoolmates so he dcied to folow...
but den...
wen he found out my werkfrens..he didnt wan
he wasnt lal in favour..
he wanted to go hme but i noe hes all egared up and meetyn him fer 15mins will make me nt want to go zouk dat dae..
coz i realy missed my bf so much..
so we reached 15 bucks fe rit..
dn wen tit..
ha ddrinksin zouk dn wnt out fer food..
dn came in again and waited till 1 hr fer d dfance floor..
dn raf fen and han went in leavin me and bf..
coz i didnt wan to leave my bf alone nwiaes..
dn me and bf search fer place fer him to sit..
dn he gt at zouk...
dn iw nt to join dem at pphuture dn got a place..called him cum and sit..
dn i dancxe fer 45 mins..
dn sat dwn..dey wnt zouk..i didnt wann folow..
i sat wif bf fer 45 mins..
dn raf ask along...
me and contemplatin to go off..
dn join raf all at zouk
i didnt haf d mood
was very sad dat i gat leave my bf alone..
felt damn fuckin bad
i make him look liek a loser bt hes nt...he juz dunw anna dance..
tho i saw him hafin fun tyme tilting his head to d beats..
haiz..
i was about to cry and had my heart stepped on whiel dancin..
dn i decided to go back to my bf alone..sat der.....den msged bell and kat telin dem iw anan go off..
raf also felt goin off and han also..
so me an dbf wnt off at 2...
nbortowed hany boy money will ap ehim sundalz...
and i realized i had much fun and better tymes talkin and chit chatin and jumpin and pokin each other wif my bf wif kisses an dhugs while on the wae to zouk and on th ewae hme...
i cried in d cab huggin him cz i felt sooo extremely bad..i amd biggest loser int he werld
hw culd i make my bf be dat wae?
hw cn i leave him juz liek dat.?
gosh...
ims orie realie sorie..
sumhw d experieced wif very fucke dup dancefloor pepel yesterdae an d d feelin of leavyn my bf alone fe rawhile 45 minutes tho fe r dwhoel nyte...
make me nt want to go club nomore...
i felt bad....
sriusly..
iw as cryin int he cab huggin him apologizin even tho he said he gt notin wrng wi fit...
nwiaes i had fun wif him nt wif dem..
and realizin it brinsg me tears of regrets and a big regret along wif realise fer joy...
dats al dat matters...
i lurve my bf more dn anyone in the whole wide werld..and im glad all dose exes of mine aint botheryn me nomore..
and obv dey are acting liek sum losers wen im around..
i juz lurve my bf and d ewerld juz revolves around me and him
and yeps...along wi fmy frens and his frens...
I LURVE HIM and ims oo sorie...MUAHKZ
************* I LURVE RUZAINI *****************


friday cancelled plus wankin day
freak...
my bag was heavy
i ahd it pack fer sleepin at kak herds hus fe rclub 2marow...
wn reach..
classmates gaf d big news...
all nt goin
fine..
demoralized..
mroe demoralized wne i heard onli raf and fen goin and han
bt it perks me up wen my bf heard an dhe wanted to go..
bt sumwh he gt d wrng messge...read above..
dn all decided to go watch willy wonka wif shanthen drivin and wif kelvint he lecturer who canceled d class...
we wnt to watch and watio gat go off 30 misn b4 it ends
and it wwas fuckin funny..
wwati and me were laughyn liek crazy and eugene were cursing ist fuckin funny
haha iand iw a snoisy singin to d beat
dn wnt hme wif kelvin payin d cab fare
dn reach pungol at 12.30
dn sleep...misse dmy bf..woke up and slept at 3
haiz....

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