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Sunday, April 06, 2008

yesterday was a really tough day for me.
like super crazy and everything seemed to happen so fast.
or should I say that everything DISAPPEARED so fast.
anyway, many thanks to estee, hc, huey chi, yi jie and of course my fen shen dex.
thx for just being there for me ytd when i was on th verge of gg crazy.
and advising me not to walk out onto that busy road.
although the pain hasn't gotten any better, i don't feel that argh.
guess im learning and growing too.
my heart just hurts, I guess.
like real bad.
but anw, i guess its time to heal.

but i've realised something after this whole mess, I still love you.










The first time he went wif her to Bedok sports hall, it was when he mentioned that she was his girlfriend.
The second time she goes to Bedok sports hall, she's alone and it's when he tells her that it's officially over.
the irony.