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Monday, November 06, 2006

Friday

Met up with Zei.
Dinner.
Kallang Mac, along with the rest.

Saturday

Sentosa with Shaz.
Lido's Mac & Wheelock's Coffee bean.
Chicago cheese cake! LOVES!
Kinokuniya. :)

As for today, was supposed to meet Keith for bladding.
But he have something on, so it was called off.
Also, the weather is bad today.
Drizzling over at AMK.

While i'm typing this, i'm hoping that you'll call or reply my SMS soon.
Why is it so difficult to just tell me what's on your mind?
I'm doubting your words.
Why tell me things that would make me feel that there's hope between us when i'm on the verge of giving up on you?
And when you're just saying them for the sick/fun of it?
Why whisper to me those words that is so sweet; so unforgettable.
I promised myself that I wouldn't do things for you anymore.
I just can't do it. WHY?!
Again and again, you leave me in the dark.
I know i'm a fool. I just can't help it!

The thought of these made my eyes tear.
Why am I always being put into this position?

The mornings seem so dull.
The first person I thought is you.
The first thing I check is my cellphone for your call or message.
No sign of you.
I'm still here, all alone.

I remember someone telling me this:
What's life?
Life is you, without me.

And know what?
I'm missing you badly.
Tearing while typing this.
Up to you to believe.

All I need is an answer from you!

Another round of saddness.
Sigh*


7:06 AM