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looking back at my FOND MEMORIES. :)

17th October 2006 - 9.37pm

oh man. i just woke up from my nap. agh.... grumpy old lady here.

DAMN YOU MAN! whay or who do think you are? play my feelings like that. what the man. and im telling you i hate the damn freaking girl who started the damn shouting. AGH!!!!! damn it man. now he is buzzing off. cos he is chicken. he is scared. or at least i think so. im now smsing him. "i dun really have the mood to jio you or what." whatever. this is not call LOVE. and so, do you think i bother to like you further. THINK TWICE. and now what. another sms saying "oh sorry. i angry with my mum. damn her. i jio you got a big danger. your friend big bloody mouth." agh....... damn it man. sighs. damn man. this is so NOT love!!!!! playing, flirting, thatws what is. i cannot believe that i cried, feel cramps in my heart, had bad days, felt sour JUST FOR ALL THIS. AGH..... i think i can fully give him up now. CAN I?

these are all in the past. ; meant to be forgetten