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Sunday, February 12, 2006


so we won the game against storm. quite a number of good plays from them, and nice shots too. hopefully we can play like that for the other games. cheers to baze and saf. nice saves. =)

after the game, had to match sect the innebandy game. freaking power pac game, just wanted to shout and shout, but cannot la. haha. 'must be neutral.' - charmaine. haha. waited for the dearest to shower, then went off to dinner. had chicken noodle. haha. kinda nice, but the chaicken was like so cold la. so sad. haha. anyways, hakeem called to ask if he could borrow my fb stick. he has a match tmr la. haha. knowing me, such a nice soul, i lent it to him. haha. he looked kinda different la. haha. after so long. lols.

just got home. english test tmr. gonna be freaking sleepy la. hopefully i'll do well enough. gosh. common tests starting tmr. 2 weeks of NON-STOP mugging. ughh.

i just don't understand. why am i always the one who gets your thrashing? i mean, it's not as if i have not tried, but i just can't stand your contradiction, and the fact that you have to tell everyone about me. i just don't know what you want from me. i've tried my hardest to understand and carry out whatever you want me to, but i never seem to be right. i am always the one being blames for everything. i'm always the one that is lousi-ER, the one who doesn't deserver anything. am i suppose to prove myself before you can understand? or am i supposed to just do what i think is right? i'm just hoping that things liek these won't happen. coz when it eventually does, i don't know what would happen. i seriously think if i have made the wrong-est decision in my interest. i so hope i've not.


sung at 11:33 PM

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