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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

How did it come to this

Today was my last paper. It ended at 1130, i was so happy.. And was also excited to go to the chalet that i couldnt go for the first few days, cos i had to study for my exams..

But.. when it was over, u called. Everything started off cool, until i told u i needed to buy something b4 coming. That was when all the shit happened. You started saying stuff that made me so pissed.. What's more, even after i admitted that i wanted to get a present for u, u still fucking WENT ON AND ON! u knew i hated this kinda things.. u definitely knew.. you even spoke about the previous few days, which i have been studying and studying.. yes, i was with them, but we were studying. i have EXAMS man.

Remember danny's birthday ? i couldnt turn up, and u started saying those stuff (which u noe i hate to hear) and i have already explained to u that i had some school stuff to attend to, and u also knew the other reason why i didnt feel like going... I thought and prayed that that was the last time we'd quarrel over this kinda things. But i guess god's playing tricks on me again ?

And, the message u sent me this afternoon. Are those words of anger ? Or are they ur true feeling? Cos it hit me FUCKING HARD. That last line. Am i such a fucker in ur eyes ?

Today is your birthday. I promised that i will bake a cake on our birthdays cos i'm in baking course. Got jing wei to pass it to you, but what are u doing with it ? If u think i dont give a shit about u, throw the fucking cake away.

All i've gotta say is that i treasure our friendship. Me, You and Everyone else.

Happy Birthday.

11:58 PM




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Sujatha!
Exists since 10 May
17, turning 18 this year!
Aspires to be a police officer or chef
I love my friends alot =)
And sth quite important.
I'm not 100% indian, not 100%chinese.
And most importantly, i'm 0% malay
I'm 51% chinese, 49% indian!


If i had $$!

Bike lisence!!!
Kawasaki bike =)
Bag
More t-shirts
Magic Poker Cards ( i wanna learn! )
Another Perfume
GUCCI LANYARD!!!!
Striped pullovers!!
Black checkered LV wallet

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