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Sunday, October 30, 2005


whee. its sunday, and i've successfully mangaed to skip 2 months of classes! lol. anyways, woke up this morning and watched tv. CSI supreme sunday. cool stuff la. lols. watched only 1 and a half episodes and then decided to clear my stuff. don't ask me why, but the sight of the messy table just eeeks me. so hee i am, done and happy. lol.

so i started blog hopping, read someone's blog. well, that incident just came back to me all of a sudden again. well, i guess it won't ever leave me, coz u knew how much he meant to me. you are that ... that you were and will always be to me. i'm not gonna start all over again and make matters worse, but rest assured, that fateful day will forever remain as part of me. not that i wanna rmb, but more to a nightmare come true.

that day, i left because of you. seriously, i felt hurt. darn hurt. i tried my best despite the past we had, but it was to no avail to you. honestly, i've been trying k. with all thsoe phone calls, listening to your problems, it all boils down to one thing. you do not care. well, fine. if you want it that way, its okay. i don't need you to live anyways. tataz.

farah k.


sung at 2:05 PM

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