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Saturday, March 26, 2005

.: :.

blogging again..no..i'm not okay..i've been crying my hearts out like nobody's buisness..i guess the wound's too raw and i juz din expect him to do this to me..

i duno what to do..i have no mood to do anything..all i do at home is juz read and read and read..i dun even feel my usual cravings for chocolate anymore..i haven eaten any since two days ago...have been eating it everyday ever since the As and i muz eat at least a bite a day if not i'll feel queasy..but i duno..i juz have no mood to eat..i haven eaten since yesterday night either..and it's like past lunch time already..i duno wats happening..i dun feel anything..it's like i've got no more feelings but yet the tears juz flow..i duno what am i going thru..

talked to adora dear for 3 whole hours yesterday night..thanx for the comfort and the listening ear babe!i couldn't believe he said that i was not even jealous..like come on la..what do u want me to say??"pls come back to me?i can't live without you??"wake up!!the love we have or rather i have is different from wat i use to have for u in the past..it's all changed..with the fact that we seldom talk or go out and the fact that now i noe what's really going on in ur life..it's changed and i noe i can never love u like how i use to anymore..i juz cant trust u again..


Baby, I know the story,
I've seen the picture,
it's written all over your face
Tell me, what's the secret that you've been hiding?
And who's gonna take my place?
I should have seen it coming,
I should have read the signs
Anyway, I guess it's over

Chorus:
Can't believe that I'm the fool again
I thought this love would never end,
how was I to know?
You never told me
Can't believe that I'm the fool again,
and I who thought you were my friend,
how was I to know?
You never told me

Baby, you should've called me,
when you were lonely,
when you needed me to be there
Sadly, you never gave me
too many chances to show you
how much I care
Ooh, should have seen it coming,
I should have read the signs
Anyway, I guess it's over

Chorus
About the pain and the tears
Ooh, If I could,
I would, turn back the time
Ooh yeah I should have seen it coming
I should have read the signs
Anyway, I guess it's over

i duno..i guess i really feel like a fool..a damn stupid fool to think our love will never end..to believe the promises u made to me..all i can do now is to let u go..coz i love u so..and i wan u to be happy..so juz pack,get out of my life and leave me so u can find ur happiness and i'll be happy..i juz wish i got to see u one last time..but i noe i'll break down and cry if i do..so baby,juz go..

the princess rambled on
|Saturday, March 26, 2005|

Friday, March 25, 2005

.: :.

why??why muz u deceive me..all these 5 months..u acted as tho there's nothing but i only heard it..not from ur mouth but from a friend who's not even close to u..why muz u lie to me..why din u tell me??u make me feel like a fool!!i hate you!!!

why muz u only call or msg when u need someone to talk to..when u screwed up ur Os u called me,when ur application to poly was unsuccessful,u called and msg me and sounded to pathetic..why??was i juz a substitute??u called me coz SHE was not free??why??coz i was the only fucking idiot who would listen and encourage and always be there for u no matter what!!i was juz a spare tire..someone u can use when u desperately need someone and i stupidly thought u really needed my encouragemen!!fuck!!i was so stupid!!

5 months!!5 months!!i cant believe it..u actually could hide it for 5months!!gosh!!tis's unbelievable!!

even after i asked u,u still have the cheek to tell me u still care alot for me and u dun wana let me go!!fuck u!!ur attached and ur still like that!!wake up!!!u still had the cheek to tell me that our relationship was much much stronger and ur NEW relationship will never be as strong as ours!!and that i treated u better!!come on..why tell me all these after 5 months??u can't have ur cake and eat it!!!

it's not fair to me and it's not fair to her..i'm letting u go coz i noe this way,we'll all be happy in the long run..i dun tink i can love u the way i use to anymore even if we get back...i can't trust u anymore..and i tink even if we remain frenz,nothing good is gona come out of it..so juz move on and let me move on..

now i really really wana go overseas..i did ask myself whats the real reason..i guess i really wana start life afresh there..i dun like the system here..i tink the slower paced system and where we are able to do things at our own pace in aust will suit me better...and i really wana train myself to be independent..not to rely on my family so much..

dun worry people..i'm ok..i din cry as much as i expected and im really ok...i cant believe i even had to courage to tell him to treasure and love the girl..oh man!but i did..and it din really hurt me so bad as i thot it wouldn..means i'm ok..it doesn hurt as much now..

the princess rambled on
|Friday, March 25, 2005|

Thursday, March 24, 2005

.: :.

i have so much thoughts..duno where to start also...

attended a funeral juz now after school with the teachers..one of the nursery kids father passed away 2 days ago due to liver cancer..i mean the kid's only 4!!!and the eldest child is only in P1!!!!but the wife's so strong..she could still sit down and talk to us calmly and no tears..tho her eyes were freaking red..but no sign of tears..sigh..i almost cried when i looked at her..death's seriously no respector of persons..but i thank God the dad's a believer and we noe that he'll be in heaven with our Heavenly Father..but i mean i learnt so much from this..i really muz treasure the people around me..

why?everyone around me has been asking me what do i wana do..i mean i also duno..i juz wana go overseas and start afresh there..i hate it here!!i hate the system!!i hate the people who backstab!!!i hate everything!!

and the most important thing..

I HATE YOU!!!!

the princess rambled on
|Thursday, March 24, 2005|

Monday, March 21, 2005

.: :.

Tell her you think she's cool.
Tell her why you think she's so cool.
Smell her hair.
Talk to her in movie theatres.
Pick her up and pretend you're going to throw
her in the river; she'll scream and fight you
but secretly, she`ll love it.
Hold her hand and skip.
Hold her hand and run.
Just hold her hand.
Pick flowers from other people's gardens
and give them to her.
Tell her she's pretty.
Let her pay if she wants to.
Introduce her to your friends as The coolest
girl you know.
Sit in the park and talk to her.
JUST TALK TO HER.
Take her to the library
TAKE HER ANYWHERE.
Tell her dirty jokes.
TELL HER HAPPY STORIES.
TELL HER SAD STORIES.
TELL HER YOUR STORIES.
TELL HER ANYTHING
Tell her stupid jokes.
Write poems about her.
Just walk with her.
Throw pebbles at her window
When she starts swearing at you,
... tell her you love her.
Take her to shows of bands she's never
heard of.
Hold her hand in the mosh pit.
Let her fall asleep in your arms.
Call her.
Call her back if she calls you.
Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. ( dis is
highly questionable :P)
Carve your names into a tree.
Get her mad, then kiss her.
Give her piggy-back rides.
Go see her band play even if they really suck,
and tell her they were great.
Give her space if she needs it.
Push her on swings.
Stay up with her all night when she's sick.
Make up pet names for her, but cool ones,
not sappy ones.
Teach her guitar.
Lend her your cds.
Write on her.
WRITE ABOUT HER.
Make her mixtapes.
Write her letters.
Take her to cool shops, and let her take you
to even cooler ones.
Just hang out with her.
Listen to all the bands she mentions.
Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck.
When she's sad, hang out with her or
stay on the phone with her, even if she's not
saying anything.
Buy her ice cream.
Let her take all the photos of you she wants.
Look into her eyes.
Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast.
TELL HER A SECRET.
Kiss her in the rain...
JUST KISS HER.
TRUST HER.
LOVE HER.
BE YOURSELF AROUND HER.
CHERISH HER
. . . and
when you fall in love with her, tell her .

stole this from friendster..just think it's so sweet..i mean that's what i wan a guy to do to me..i noe these are juz the outward stuff but i guess it goes to show that u care and love the person..

*i miss u*..i really do..i have let u go but i juz cant give up the feeling of loving u..my heart juz cant do it..i still love u..i really do..and i truly miss u..

i noe u wun be seeing all these but i juz needed to say it out..to make my feelings be made known..here..where no one will see..and i pray u wun see it in a million years..

the princess rambled on
|Monday, March 21, 2005|

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steph
St. Nicholas, Catholic Junior College, Nanyang Polytechnic
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