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Sunday, March 18, 2007

if i said wasn disappointed.. i so mus b lying..

anihows.. wen i reached home.. i cuddled under mi head to 20hours n refused to cum outta mi room.. it took mi quite a while to get over dose images dat couldn stop flashing thru mi mind incessantly... esp. dat SOUND
well dat sound.. dat noise... dat artificial computer-generated voice or wadeva u call it...
stuck in mi head so much as well as how much it stood out in YL's handphone..

at fers the cruelty left our jaws dropping.. sum felt dat it was heart-wrenching... n as time went by i became more n more numb as i watched... but dat sound sure tugged at mi heartstrings real hard at dat split a second wen it took place rite at the crucial moment....
but hmm

im not sad(:

jut a pinch of disappointment
a spoon of confidence scopped outta mi heart
and.. hmm..
dat's it really

den.. it was quite touching and heartwarming to be wif dose bunch of pple as we cuddled tgt to "rewind" the whole scenario... n den their IT'S OKAY for like dno how mani gazillion times tgt... n the gal hu stuck dese 3 months wif me me jus for yesterdae..
words were too touched to be said.. n i can say was... yaa.. tears were running down my cheeks at the tot of it wen i got home(:

it took mi real long to get the wonderful gals to tell me what went wrong.. b4 dey finally did give mi a comment... or else i tink dey wld haf jus cont'd saying.. it's okay


now.. im given a choice... dis or wad i haf been doing for the past hmm.. near to 5months of my life...

selfishly.. i noe i shld choose to do something dat i truly love and i feel passionate for... i have sought opinions frm a couple of pple n dey told mi wad i might hafta give up certain things jus for it.. money-wise im not too worried.. cos money hasnt been an issue... actly in the end it's whether mi mum is willing to fork out.. i noe she's willing but it's more den jus dat jus like wad sab said...
in the end it's still the sacrifices u hafta make
either way.. dere's gna b regrets all the same
it's how much i wan it.. n how much it means to me dat determines how much im able to take the pain n all the regrets n sacrifices i haf to make...