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Sunday, 28 December 2008

hard life...

maybe england's where i belong.
i learnt alot from these 7 months.

everyone's really moving on wit their lives,
i have to do the same. 2008's nearly over..
i am feeling rather tense. i've a very
big urge of crying.

i've no one to share my future with, just
perharp i've to make my world on my own.
on my long way home from boon keng, no energy
to play mahjong, just feel like going home.
didn't eat the kfc i bought, was too difficult
to swallow with sadness burping out my throat.

i knew tears was coming out, so i didn't turn
and say goodbye. listen to the saddest song i
could come out with, and cry alone to the bus
stop. thank goodness, i got on 31 with not alot
of people, i sat at the left corner of the last
row, where i always used to sit when k' is around.

uncontrollable tears accompany me
through the journey, i missed jiamin, ruilin jie.
i just wanna go back uk so badly. that's where i
belong and where i can see myself.
sending jm away, it's like sending my pillar of
comfort away.

liking a person, can be quite a hard thing in life.
in my concept dictionary, i will let others through.
i will matchmake the one i like, with someone else
than myself. i am just not selfish enough..
and i hope, they can be together.

i just wanna work hard, and go back to the place
i belong and find myself back.
the place to live here's also a big problem.

i think crying alone is my biggest comfort.
i want to go sleep.

"sometimes, i also want to be that little girl
under your arms and comfort, but i know i won't
be YOUR little girl, goodbye"

Blogged @ 08:32
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