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Sunday, April 19, 2009
You're driving me crazy

Was thinking of her whole night. It was my very first time, flash back what i've done to her - it was actually nothing. We're just friend, and she thought i am just her normal friend, till there's no conversation between us recently. I was doing childish stuff, speak like a child, a sentence with no point. She think that i am too boring, yet not too mature to speak to her. Well, is that what you think of me, girl? I guess it is. And what action should be taken? Nothing. What should i tell you? Nothing. And what did you tell me? Nothing more than an sms saying, 'I left not much credit for my phone..' It was a cold. You splashing ice on me? And guess what, i have a cold today. Thinking of to vanish your image in my mind. Been trying hard to concentrate on my study. Chemistry or whatever. I did, for only a few minute. I hope that we are alkane or alkene, at least you would like to react with me, even after a short period we'll becoming soot, dust, and left nothing. It is a must for me to walk away with this stuff. Why am i so desperate for this? I have everything. My family, my friends, and i have myself - i do know myself very well. My goal was a 10A's result, which is a target far away from myself now. Should have been working hard to achieve, but look, what am i doing now? Huh? Thinking of this nonsense? What the f***. Please walk away from my sight, you're driving me crazy...

10:40 AM




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