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2008年11月14日星期五

recipe of BOMbs.

ytd was the first day of b00kfest..
it was 0k..
g0t t0 knew a super crappy fran that entertained me the whole day ..
HE'S KELVIN=D

this went the wrong way when it was after b00kfest..
cried myself to sleep last night..
bottled with anger ,sadness and guilt in my whole stomach..
guess what? since ytd 12 noon de mix vegetable rice... i haven't it..
maybe going home together was the last thing i should thought of..
if only if i could predict this disaster..
went the wrong direction.. to catch the wrong bus..
i was still fine but just feeling very exhausted..
on the way in the bus.. i still have to stand.. that makes me more tired..
with the fact that i didn;t eat..
i decided to keep mum.. to conserve some energy so that i can walk myself home instead of fainting ..
gave a super boh song face cos i am super sian and tired... was sticking my head on the glasswall of the bus most of the times..

took bus home..( thats obvious .. if not i go where sia)
initially planned to go market and eat..
but somehow my exhaustion has overcome my hunger..
althought i did say i didn;t wanna eat..
but in the end.. the moment i reach home.. i threw my bag and called u to go market..
cos u said ' U WILL GO EAT ALONE BLA...'
i tink i am stupid to go market with u..
it is A TOTAL MISCOMMUNICATION...
walked briskly to market to realise that u didn't wanna it..
ok thats the point when i feel so fucked up..
why waste my time anymore..
the moment u say u didn;t wanna eat..
i just left..
dun waste my time anymore....
i didn;t even wanna wave goodbye to u ..

reach home i went immediately to bed and punched my pillows..
pathetic...
i hate you!
congrats u are the first ..
i hate myself too..
congrats i am the second..
i hate you for always keeping silent..allowing me to throw my temper at u..
i hate you when u have no stand...when u just shut up and see me throw dirty words at u..
i hate you.......
i hate myself for throwing temper at you..when i should have appreciated the fact that u came to find me and send me home..when u are tired....
( u might wonder why i kept looking at my watch.. the reason was i wan u to reach home early.. the last bus is 12 midnight.. if there is no bus.. u are going to waste money to take cab again..)
i hate myself for hating u ...

miscommunication ? or misunderstanding?
while i cry my self to sleep..
i wondered..
why do we always have such thingS?
so many things went through but i just dun wanna state them

-- do i really know u so well?

i tink for the rest of the bookfest.. i shall avoid asking you to send me home..

if now i see u.. i dunno who to react...
most probably.. walk off...

Music Took Control at; 15:24



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