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I feel so empty... so numb.. Don't know why... Btw, I have seen my results... Glad with it! Made it to pure science.... hahahaha
But, still.. Maybe cause I'm tired today... haha
Bored and tired...
Bb...

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...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 10:02:00 PM...

".......waiting for you is like waiting for the rain to come in drought times... useless and disappointing... "

That's exactly how I feel right now... I realize that I can never have you as you're just a friend to me... and I'm a friend to you...
Who am I kidding with? Huh... I guess that bond will never change.. How foolish of me to think or expect more than that....
Yeah, they say a bond can change as this world revolves around us... But, I guess that one will never change.. As it still the same to me....
Oh yeah, i did not forget the fact that we're apart... Even when we're together I know that you only use me as ur "diary" or listener...
You always came with your motorcycle of yours in front of my house. Talking bout that girlfriend of yours, well all I could do was be the good listener and a good friend of yours. It hurts me cause u do not feel the same bout me and that girlfriend of yours is insane and not a good gal AT ALL...
well, that's all in the past. Shall I erase this memory?? Don't know... We'll see... Maybe in time I can forget bout it.. Maybe not... Who knows??



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...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 1:14:00 AM...

bored... too damn boring...

Hmm....
OK... I feel bored already... Want to sleep, but scared that I prob. won't be able to sleep at night if I sleep now...
Hmm...
So, prob. will chat with Nisha again.. Nizam is now going to his friend's house so he can't be ol there... He's busy...
Hmmm...
Miss my home country... Wish I can go back there and meet my cute cousin... He is so chubby and smart... Hmm... What can I say...Some things can not be fulfilled... ;P
Hmm...
My sis is sleeping.. That gal.. She is damn tired from playing the scooter... Weird... Yah, she's in love with her red scooter now...
Hmm....
O, wait! Nizam's back.. So that means the three of us can do conference chat...
hahaha
ahh... But still bored...
Wonder if Nisha got blog.. Maybe that gal has one... Gotta ask her...
hmm...
This life is so damn weird... Very weird...
Well, write later...
BB


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...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 4:26:00 PM...

My mistakes... and theirs too... :S

Hmmm...
When you look back to the past... Sometimes you realize the mistakes that you made and so others...
You realize the mistakes were not fully yours.Sometimes, it's not you.. It's just them, who think that what's wrong is right...

I realize that in times, we can all grow up. It occured to me that I do grow up.
I realize that in primary school, I was childish and partly it was my fault. Though not all, but partly it was mine to blame.

Friendship was hard back then, they say that make new friends are easy... For me, it wasn't. Back then, friendship was a funny thing like a toy that could be played around. I thought it was going to be smooth and easy. We could find a best friend in just a few days and even sometimes minutes! It was weird, there are times when we have to write our best friends names, and there were a whole lot of them. From A-Z, sometimes ones can even write "the whole entire class" as best friends... Weird right? They think that they can find best friends in just a few days just because they help you in your Math Homework or Science homework, or maybe they help you to cheat in your exam or Maths test!

To find a best friend, it takes time or years... You can not just say "Hey, he's my best friend!" or "She's the best friend that I ever had" just because that person help you in your assignment. Best friend takes more than that. It will happen all in the right time... To find the right best friend, you must look into your heart. Only time can tell, as having best friend means also having to sacrifice.. And they say to find a best friend, you must have a fight first because that fight can make your bond stronger or weaken the bond between you and that "best friend" of yours...
For me, it became stronger.. I don't know yours...
Maybe yes maybe no... lolzz... :p




P.S. Maybe now, I do find my best friend.. She's a gal... And I think she maybe the best friend that I've been searching for... Who knows??

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...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 8:40:00 PM...

-I don't believe you- by Pink

I don’t mind it
I don’t mind at all
It’s like you’re the swing set
And I’m the kid that falls
It’s like the way we fight
The times I’ve cried
We come to blows
And every night
The passion’s there
So it’s got to be right
Right?

No I don’t believe you
When you say don’t come around here no more
I won’t remind you
You said we wouldn’t be apart
No I don’t believe you
When you say you don’t need me anymore
So don’t pretend to
Not love me at all

I don’t mind it
I still don’t mind at all
It’s like one of those bad dreams
When you can’t wake up
It’s like you’ve given up
You’ve had enough
But I want more
No I won't stop
Because I just know
You’ll come around
Right?

No I don’t believe you
When you say don’t come around here no more
I won’t remind you
You said we wouldn’t be apart
No I don’t believe you
When you say you don’t need me anymore
So don’t pretend to
Not love me at all

Just don’t stand there and watch me fall
Because I, because I still don’t mind at all

It’s like the way we fight
The times I’ve cried
We come to blows
And every night
The passions there
So it’s got to be right,
Right?

No I don’t believe you
When you say don’t come around here no more
I won’t remind you
You said we wouldn’t be apart
No I don’t believe you
When you say you don’t need me anymore
So don’t pretend to
Not love me at all

I don’t believe you




Blog: This is how I feel today... I feel like nobody understands... How did a person judge a person without knowing them first??
I guess they are jerks... :(
I am unhappy.... That's how I feel today... I just don't understand how can a person did that??? I hate those kind of person... They are called JERKS....
I really hate them... :(
I feel kinda gloomy.... I feel out of hope... :(



...Getting Harder To Breathe @ 12:48:00 AM...

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