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cherry-flavoured panadol, miaomiao and chocolate.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Urgh. I’ve decided da. For my own good.mmm. sometimes loving someone isn’t really something good.
Or something that makes life more meaningful. Life isn’t that way, anyway.
Maybe it depends on the person. Not the person who’s loving, but the person who’s loved.
It’s a matter whether they appreciate it or not.
Even if they do, will they treat us the same way we treat them?
Nahh. Ohshutthefuckup.
Jealousy, ke-tidakpuashati-an, ke-nakcarikpasal-an, kebungaan, rindu disease, and TIME. Inilah problem nye kalau bnyk sngt kawan in this world.
Take some time to listen who you think I’m dissing.
I hate you, I hate you, I swear I do.
But I love you and I can’t deny.
The way you treat me changes as days go by.
Yeah2, just gimme some time you idiot. ( INSPIRED BY EMINEM )
Are you clearly aware of what you’re putting me through?
Bet you don’t. My heart’s been breaking oh-so-much cos of you.
Well you don’t care so stop giving me that fucking glare
I can’t bear. Cos the way you’ve been doing me is damn unfair.
It’s always me, ME ME ME ME who tried damn hard to be
To be close to you, even when you’re too blind to see.
But you just act like you don’t seem to see, not a single shit.
Damn, look at me, look at what you did, you fucking bitch.
Now the pieces can’t be mended, since all this while you pretended
Acted like I never existed, walking pass not saying a word.
Oh what did you take me for, you bloody idiot?
And I can’t keep it no more, here’s to you, bastard.
to sweet plus sour ketchup.
You gave me a call yesterday night,
You thought you were in the wrong side.
It’s something you said you cannot hide.
Without me things just don’t go right.
I’m sorry I didn’t pick up the phone
All I wanted was to be alone.
I cried and you’d know it from my tone
Thought you will call again, but you won’t.
I told you before about the two of us.
Didn’t think this relationship would last.
You were someone I could trust
And things between us happened so fast.
People hate the way we’re going on
But you never seemed to mind about them.
So I thought it’s fine to hold on
But things went totally wrong, damn.
Man, I should have seen this coming.
And now pain needs time for healing.
Distance pulled us further and further apart
I wish we can go back to the start.
6th May, aku dan acap jadi official besties.
so I have 2 amiruls and 1 amyraa now.
amirul ashraf ( acap ) dan amirul hakim dan amyraa bte zukiman.
we talked alot tht day, sampai msgs aku da nk exceed.
haha.
cherry-flavoured panadol and aku da lame tak bebual.
aku give up, I really do.
1. umur kami
2. studies
3. busyyyy
4. friends
and about the vow, I don't know. Allah, pls help me.
i dreamt of cherry-flavoured panadol a couple of times already this week.
i dare not tell anyone but myself.
you know why it's cherry-flavoured panadol?
you know what it tastes like?
I dreamt die msg aku yang die rindu aku.
aiyoyoyoiii. and I woke up, tapi tu sume mimpi. damn sad.
it's not that I'm avoiding you, but I can't be bothered.
no, it's not that. urgh.
I don't know if I miss you. I hate you more than I miss you. but urm if that's the case, I guess I do miss you. But I dont wanna be ss any more.
I never wanna tell you.
cos I bet, once you know it, you are gonna say you miss me too.
and they're like empty words. like, you said that just bcos I said I miss you.
I hate tht feeling.
so yeah, I give up.
it hurts hearing your name, but I'm afraid chocolate nanti dpt tawu, and nanti try nak solve the prob. i hate tht fucking situation.
kejap on, kejap off.
bile kau nk lyn, lyn sngt. tapi bile tk, aku mcm sampah. >.<
nta, idk if I'm doing the right thing.
miaomiao.
miaomiao mcm baru2 ni nak replace aku.
close dngn chocolate, close ngan cherry-flavoured panadol jgak.
and aku mcm tersingkir dari diorang.
nasyiba, who cares. you still got acap and wool.
hah, idk. it's not that I hate miaomiao, I like miaomiao.
miaomiao aku da treat mcm kawan aku da.
but aku seriously rase tersingkir.
chocolate.
sorry if I threw my temper on you.
you know me, baby. hahah.
this week, I'm like keeping most of my stuffs to myself.
got no choice :'( .
yest is it? nurse form polyclinic called, talked to mama.
I got thalassemia minor. urgh. and - Allah, aku tknk maki.
I'm skipping cca next week. got injection. and I pay them all by myself.
all the money I've been saving all this while - $10 a week.
oh dear. just one injection is $25. wtfish. oops.
and that lotion is $20. Allah :/.
broke uh aku. >.<
today, balek tros nanges.
1. sim card rosak
2. mama at johor
3. seha tknk kasi pinjam hp
4. tk leh cntact acap
5. cherry-flavoured panadol
6. I dont want my exam results
and now, sleepy banget. my eyes are swollen from all the crying.
and I've been thinking of cherry-flavoured panadol toooooooooooo fucking much.
should I forget cherry-flavoured panadol?
should I ??? Allah, help me, pls.
sry la kalau the other day tu pi bastard punye area buang mase aje.
but I miss him. but I hate him. but I love him.
fuck, idk. I still can't get over it.
got so many kenangan pat cck. damn.
yay. cross country target top 20.
dapat 17. yahooooo.
pagi2 hyper sket.
ptg je, cb.
naseb baek valudllr shop jual root beer.
kalau tk, habes sume org aku marah.
heish.siak la kay, aku asyik pk psl panadol tu aje.
kejap sweet, kejap bitter.
and sometimes, bile aleh2 teringat die,
rase sebak di dada.
and I can't believe I cried bcos of cherry-flavoured panadol.
like, the serious sebak. u know, a sudden urh, how to say uh.
a sudden pain at ur chest. as if you're about to cry.
not those in my compos, tu sume drama mama.
but this one's real. like as if my heart literally breaks.
no, that is impossible. and the pain is like making you feel weak.
and then your shoulders collapse gitu. and that makes your eyes teary.
and then your eyebrows jadi tk stable.
k why am I talking about sebak di dada.
hah.
urm. aku kalau bad mood, aku bebual sorang ehk.
yest, rabak sak.
ironing board tak stable, bebual.
strika tu asyik tersangkut kat board nye, bebual.
uniform ade stain, bebual.
handphone berbunyi, bebual.
saket perot pon bebual.
k la bubye.
:'(