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Friday, September 25, 2009
- Some reflections...

Everytime I just think... Things will change, just give it time... It will change... But everytime I just seem to be proven wrong when things happen again and again and again...

Whenever she has problems or whatever, I get it... And I listen, but she doesn't appreciate that. Does she listen when I have something? And even if she does listen, the farking conversation just turns back to her again. It's always about her and she doesn't even realize that. I just feel that she is one sad person who needs some VERY DEEP personal reflection.

"Come to think about it, I am just an illusion of myself, creating another illusion.
An illusion of self-confidence... I just need that someone to encourage me and tell me
that I CAN do well... But no one hears me."


On top of that, she keeps complaining I care more for my boyfriend than I do for her. I was so angry I almost answered her, Yes I do! How can she be so self-centered?! Always she complains I spend more time with him than I do with her. I see her EVERY night! I only see Dear less than 2 days a week! It's more like 24 hours ++ only!!! Is that too much??! She just remains the blind woman she has forever been... Open those blind eyes and you might just see the light... Because no one can help you, unless you want to help yourself...

||| *Waiting for you to return home and keep me from insanity.* |||

Dear&Dar 4:32 PM

Thursday, September 3, 2009
- Just some stupidness and rantings...

I guess I found this 15 minutes of time to quickly update my almost dying blog.

Days have been full of sian-ity and madness the past few days (especially revisiting my ex-secondary school for 2 major speeches), and it is not going to get any better any time soon. (Some irritating virus music just started to play on my laptop. **** you!) No idea how to get rid of it man...

Yesterday, had a mini and cute celebration for Kelly, my secondary school girl sweetheart! 19 years old already this year, times simply fly so fast once you start looking back. Anyway, I hope soon I will get all the photos we took so that I can upload them here. (:

The monthly cycle has started once again and the stomach cramps are simply inedible... Men, guys, boys, you will never know how a woman feels when it is that time of the month. On top of that, the left side of my throat seriously hurts, causing me to force my voice out whenever I really NEED to talk. Maybe it is time to get sick again... Friends and family around me are all sick or getting sick...

FYP is really sticking deep right down my guts and the feeling is like being constipated for several days. Kind of lost in a way, waiting for some light to shine upon this misty road and to pick myself up again. Spearheading a team who is in charge of Public Relations and Media regulations isn't the least funny. But oh well, no doubt, at least I do have wonderful team members luckily. I can count on my buddies!!! (:

My brand new and beautiful purple phone is still under repair. SOBS! I want my phone back... Damn it... Sony Ericsson, why are you guys so damn slow?!?!?!

So, later going Army Open House (AOH), help my sis-in-law find a job and browse around for fun. I want to do that rifle mission thing they have there! HAHA! Waiting for Dear there too, because he will be there later! Woots! I miss you!!! <3

I think this is enough for now, the heart feels a bit lighter, even though the cramps at the lower abdomen is not getting much better. ):

Tata people! Until the next time. Hehe...

||| *Anti anti-terrorist, so I am a terrorist! (:* |||

Dear&Dar 1:24 PM