So much betrayal, so much confusion.
I rest my case. Doesn't concern me.
Gombak here I come, another moodless day to go.
& I think it's not worth to cry.
She says how much it meant
How much it instilled,
How much it hurts
How deceiving our hearts can be
Throwing the world into a state of dilemma
At first it does pained
Then suddenly they hurt alot lesser
Til it doesnt matter.
Don't worry.
I'll keep you locked in my head until we meet again, this time for sure.
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looking through jingwen's past posts and found this.
http://www.friendster.com/photos/34323990/0/997621240#pic=0380962312
highlights, photo 18, 22 & 26.
Seriously don't click it if you can't take it.
I so pity her, why doesn't anyone tell her that she's ugly & her photoediting sucks shit?
(zomg does she even use photoshop? paint lar hor paint.)
Bullshit narcissist.
Society black sheep.
msn sucks so I don't want to login and get kicked out anymore.
Edit 10.39pm.
Right so being the middleperson totally sucks shit.
It's like you get yourself in trouble because you wanted to help.
The whole plan to study out crashed, & someone owes me a drink because I wasn't somewhere.
Studying at gombak was unproductive today.
My bitches & bastards message didn't appear so I was really disappointed.
The kick-ass 7-pointer bigshot keep making fun of me so I made fun of him back.
HAHA something funny happened. I planned to jog in gombak stadium with jionghong in the evening. I wore three-quarter pants & slippers though, but that's not the point.
S: Eh, why here got so many spectators ah?
J: Don't care lah. Eh where you want to start?
S: There lor, the white line there. (-points at the line in the middle of the track)
J: Okay. We walk there first ah.
*walked like the spectators don't matter*
S: LOL I feel so paiseh like got so many people watching me run with three-quarter.
J: ... Okay reaching already.
S: Okay, on the count of three ah. One.. Two.. Th-
Then suddenly, a guy wearing collar and sunglasses stepped out and attempted to stop us.
B (B for booch. I don't like him.): Eh what you all doing in the middle of the track. Don't you know that we're having a race here??!
Yes ZOMG cheebye fuck.
SERIOUSLY we should have figured that out like as we walked up the path seeing so many people wearing superman-fit pants strolling down.
So we awkwardly left the place never looking back, cursing how embarrasing all these were.
Then we just run around this very big district and I jogged barefooted since the slippers were too noisy.
-,-
OLS TOMORROW I'M FREAKING SCARED.
Screw those that are taking higher mother tongue lah, especially MR L1R5 7-POINTER BIGSHOT.
Which by the way I'm going to still see tomorrow and come up with an excuse why I wouldn't be able to return him his 20bucks.
today was a loooong day, and tomorrow will be longer, not just because it's the ols.
edit again at 11.33pm.
I know I stink & I should just go freaking bathe and sleep.
but donuts are as important as ols!
"Remember, it's your donuts we care, & your emotions we share."
& YES I'M THIS DESPERATE.
MS CHARMAINE don't want to queue tomorrow anymore!
I'm so heartbroken! :'(
Okay. You know about the as important part, I'm just kidding.
You can't get a job with donuts.
Haha i'm so going to die tomorrow.
BUT WHO CARES. AFTER THAT IS HELLFORCE & CULTURAL POT.
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