Saturday, December 16, 2006

martin

Even if it was paid sympathy, it was good. So soothing though deceiving.
It felt really good to think tt someone really cared for me.
Someone who could see through my thoughts just by looking into my eyes.
Much better than all the sweet talking which ends up in swearing words.
Though it was fake, it felt surreal.
For 35 bucks, I bought a bitter-sweet illusion.
Thank you, Martin.

Monday, December 11, 2006

pissed

i'm pissed. super pissed. super duper pissed.

fancy dumping me all alone in his room & rushing to meet his frens just liddat. wat u expect me to do eh? wait up for u for 2 whole hours whilst u have fun out there? what the fuck do u think u are doing? even a male chauvinist like w says tt what u did was WRONG! if u got so much time, go plan something for us for this yr's xmas. go on & surprise me & make me feel tt it is all worth it. and when the hell is ur formal proposal? it's barely 2 months left! and u dun even spend time communicating wif my mom, let alone ask her properly for my hand!

i still dun hear an apology from him & i am not gg to relent yet.