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Y } Sunday, December 10, 2006

I was reading someone's blog just now.
I went t her past entries.
It was when me&him were still tgt.
Oh well, I didn't know you liked him luhs.
I mean I don't even know you that time.
It was until when me&him broke up alrd, and I decided t g read your blog and found out.
Why I suddenly g read your blog?
'Cus I heard many people saying that you still like him.
I just read about th entriees when me&him just got tgt.
How can you be like this?
You are like blogging how much you miss him, you&him der memories.
WHEN YOU KNOW THAT I'M TGT W HIM!
And if you remember, you're th one who matched us up.
Okayes, not really match us up, but you're th one who knew that he likes me, and keep helping him.
Keep asking me t give him my number and stuffs.
I mean, why you must like that?
Even if I were you, if I had done all those helping him t get my number&stuffs, I wouldn't blogg about our memories and all.
How disrespectful? How hurtful.
What if you were me and you read those shit?
How would you feel?
If I had read it during th days when me&him were tgt, I tell you, I'll feel guilty, and soooo guilt-stricken that I'll break off w him.
'Cus t me, friends come first, and you are my friend.
Is that what you want from me?
Make me guilty and break w him?
Then why in th first place you wna help him?
Hypocrite.
And about those hope you and her will last forever and shits, please lar, forget it.
I know that it's in th past, but ever since I last time read ler, I alrd feel very what liao lor.
Until tday when th more I read, th more angry or whatever-shits I get lor.

What d you want man.


And you know what?
*You're actually th cause of him, his doings.
He told me before.
He told me why he keep changing gfs during Sec sch days.
You know why, 'cus you hurt him, deeply, and from then onwards, he told himself that during Sec Sch der gfs, will all be play play der only. 'Cus he don't wna be hurt again.
Please don't act so wei da.
Be contented, girl, at least you know that his heart WAS true t you.


I used t comfort myself by reading th msg that he sent t me, after we broke up, saying that his heart really was true t me, he wasn't playing w me. And I think that he told many people that, 'cus many friends came t tell me that he told them that he wasn't playing me.
We broke up only 'cus he respect my decision for wanting t breakup.
I knew he cried, 'cus I saw.


*Ask me why I edited?
'Cus he asked me to.
Why I listen t him?
'Cus he talked NICELY t me.
I only listen t people who talk nicely t me.
He talked nicely t me, after some nasty msgs.
I didn't edit it for you, girl.



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