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Wednesday, June 28, 2006

wanted to slp til1030 den wake up de but i cudnt get to slp.
boo.
time spent with *her last nite wasnt too bad.
but wasnt too good too.
din really communicate.
after dinner *she used lappy den i jus look at wad *she doing.
hardly gt time tgt.
but nvm.
went over to queen's place with *her to pass queen smth.
we cycled there.
the journey there,
we quarrel.
or rather *she shouted at me.
this time round,
i din cry for tis.
i jus ignored *her.
many things appears in my mind when im alone cycling up the slope.
i was hurt more and anything.
*she seems to be losing patience.
in me.
but in the end *she apologised.
well,
i forgived.

i dunno if one day *she wud read my blog.
but there are really certain things i realli dunno how to tell *her.
the demand in how she haf to treat me like a GIRLFRIEND.
like how *she treats me long ago.
months ago.
im sorry.
im thinking.
i REALLY darn wish tat our rs will be much much better than this.
the feeling of closeness.
the feeling of been loved and cared by *her.
someone,
anyone,
please teach me how to make it all better.
can *she see the effort i put in to make things all better.?
will *she appreciate it.?
maybe *she did but dunno how to show.?
maybe.

*baby,
i needed you.
just like how you needed me months ago.
right at the start.
dun say you want to leave me so i wun be sad anymore.
bcoz the truth is i wil even be more depressed.

[bing bing] yupp perhaps im stronger but at times i jus cant deny the insecure in within. the longing of seein her and talkin to her. will tell u more when i mit u alrite.? hugs. as for ur blog, i dunno how to do. laughs. ask jinn for advice. hahs.

[jess] hahahs. wanted to make the url easier for ppl to rem. in the beginning actually wanted to make tis a private blog so made it longer but now is a public one so ya. hahas. tag tag.! gd luck hurr.. (:


10:49 PM; be my KING Y
always

the GIRL

wants to be called as cynthia. her first cry was on the 110888. currently studying at NYP, a NURSE to be. now she is TAKEN by HIM. and yes, finally, she is with a GUY now (:



LOVES & HATES

she really LOVES sleep, music, freedom, HUGS, liquor, clubbing, DARLINGS gang, all the swt time she had with *HIM, all the things *HE had done for her & obviously H.I.M !

she really HATES chocolate, ice-cream, hurts, words that doesnt mean anything, empty promises, tears, stress, pressure, irritatation, FATS.




CONNECTED

& Berline
& Christine
& Deborah
& Ilyana
& Jazz
& Karine
& JinFeng
& Jolene
& Lynnette
& MeiBing
& Meilan
& Rachel
& Shahidah
& ShiHui
& SzeYing
& YinJia



PLEASE

yes, please grant her with:

adidas jacket
Head tennis racket
billabong wallet
newurbanmale sandals
bikini
puma/nike/adidas bags
more skirts
more tops
new handphone
much fats off her body
been loved dearly by *HIM (:
spend almost 24/7 with *HIM
tanned skin
more time to enjoy
graduate from NYP asap
MONEY




FLASHBACKS

05.2006
06.2006
07.2006
08.2006
09.2006
10.2006
11.2006
12.2006
01.2007
02.2007
04.2007





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