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Y } Thursday, May 03, 2007

when i wantd t meet you so much, you can sometimes just tell me that you're lazy or don't feel like gng out.
actually, tday isn't th first time.
sometimes i felt that it's just so tiring t always ask you if we're meeting or not.
you made me feel like all along i'm th one forcing you t come and meet me.
am i th one who is thinking too much or what?
can you tell me?
i felt like i'm th only one who is 'forcing' this rship t move on.
bigbig sighs*
if there were t be any changes in me, th reason is you.

supposed t have an appointment at kk hospital tday.
anw, congrats t bombom's sister who gave birth tday (:



\ i'm all about you.
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