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Monday, June 28, 2004

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I had never felt so ridiculously fooled in my whole damn life.
two things in a day.
not alot but too much for me to bear..
whatever that is.. is a piece of shit.


first.
EXCUSE ME Mister.
please check your calendar and get back to me.
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
it's been two months or more than that. i have lost count.
Whatever shit between U and your DARL has nothing gotta do with me.. get that fuckin' clear.
U Keep SMSES. what has it gotta do with me?
I SEND. U can simply DELETE.
Ever heard of DELETE?!
or do you need to check the functions of your handphone?
and what the hell.. it's been a year already. more than that.
please.. no one is stealing or grabbing or snatching..
NOT EVEN TOUCHING you..
so your DARLS get jealous has nothing gotta do with me.
It's hilarious and irritating at the same time.
aint it contridicting?
CRAP!

Second.
I've too much from the past.
Too much now and enough to last for the future.
who said hypocritical first?
yes you. damn it. YOU alright.
i can't believe you rake up my past just to satisfy your judgement.
whatever. brutal chap.
i admit i am wrong in the past.
i've apologised. i've said sorry.
I've vowed to change too.
and what the hell i get is raking up my past and bitching behind my back, digging my past.
GREAT FRIENDS. i wonder.
what am i suppose to do?
accept your bitching and agree with that?
sorry. i can't do it.
what if it was you?
and what else? u've linked all the way to the other thing.
and worst. another YOU asked me not to mention her anymore.
so am i suppose to say a not?


I'm pissed alright.
please.
i've got enough to do.
instinctively my temper aint going anywhere.
All the "ok lar ok lar" it's not going to be OKAY AT ALL!
i have enough.
go ahead with relentless bitching cuz i'm through with that.
forlorn... no it aint gonna be me..
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