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8/18/2008 02:47:00 AM
Monday, August 18, 2008

played soccer at 9 just now, and my legs hurt so badly now, i got hit with studs, a super shot to the chest and my knee is battered. i didnt warm up cause i was late. painnnnn. :( how i wish i can tell someone, confide, tell them how bad my day was, how painful my leg is, how much i miss you, and anything you'd say would make my day.

talked to somebody, and i was also reminded about another somebody who gave me advices, strong advices. what if, all that im writing, all the time missing you, all the thoughts about you, all the confessions i made here on my posts. what if, she's laughing and smirking at me? telling other people that im such a loser and a wimp. what if she's laughing and making a joke out of me? maybe you did talk ill behind me, letting others have ill and negative thoughts of me. maybe i deserve it? maybe not. but what i know is, ive never talked ill behind you. complain? maybe. but i do it in your face. but i dont know, sometimes i dont think straight.

but you, its almost impossible for me. i guess, when i miss you, all i could do is hold your tshirt and cuddle up in bed and just let my thoughts of you and me fly through and i'd smile everytime i remember you say you love me. cause i did too, with all my heart. i can pretend im alright, that i have nothing to lose, that im okay and moving on. but whats the point? im done pretending. ive lost my world, my pillar of strength, my everything. im nothing without my annoying,beautiful,smart and lovely significant other. and everytime, my phone would ring or a message alert i've always wished it was from you. checking on me, or just leave me random songs or just an ily. i want you, you, only. :(

on a lighter note, my cousins and bestfriends are joining the beach soccer at sentosa on 31august. we will be getting a teva jersey. :) and if we win, fabulous prizes. i cant wait. but i swear i'd go black if i dont wear sun block. wish me luck.


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