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life; links!; memories


Beyond me



Sunday, October 12, 2008
i m saying this 4 the millionth time this year:
WE ARE NOT TOGETHER.
its the truth k.
i m seriously tired of all this.

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was talking to looi han just now.
hee.
was really funny abt a boy's confession to her fren, which oso is my fren.
but i shall not say out,
cose its like invading privacy n really sick.
HAHAHA.
oh wells.
is really amazing how we still keep in touch n all.
calling each other every week.
updating each other on our lives.
no wonder in pri sch ppl used to envy the ppl in RJJJLC.
hee.
our bond.
is really amazing.
i m really fortunate.
always having great frens,
both in pri n sec sch.
hee(:

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i seriously dun haf mood blog now.
cose all i can think abt is how i dread trg.
with " stupid shoulder"...
n oso how i have to face up to the problem.
oh wells.
i will stay strong huh..
(:

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after a sms, everything is over...
after a cry, everything is over...
after a hug, everything is over...
after a smile, everything is over...
after a slash, everything is over...
after a stare, everything is over...
after revealing the truth, everything is over...
after a misunderstanding, everything is over...
after a slap, everything is over...
after your words, everything is over...
after your thinking, everything is over...
after a thank, everything is over...
after these memories, everything is over...
after a hold, everything is over...
after a clarification, everything is over...
after that night, everything is over...
after a mistake, everything is over...
after leaving, everything is over...
after a " goodbye", everything is over...
after a farewell, everything is over...

goodbyes are painful...
its torturous,
having to go through it again and again...
i hate it.

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an end marks the start of a new beginning,
goodbye...