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Friday, March 31, 2006

I'm thinking of changing my blogskin, so gotta go off to find them soon.

Kinda feeling 'black' today.

Thought of plenty of things. I was blurr, thought that I had no more money left in my ez-link, so walked home under the not-so-heavy rain from his house. In fact, I had like 9 bucks in my ex-link. Uh huh, yeah blurr.

Walked and walked and walked. Saw a cute little girl with very pretty curls. I think that's the type of curls vien wants. Mind you, that little girl was is PAP uniform! I think her hair is natural, that's so nice.

Things are getting out of my hands now. All the things that I had once pictured in my mind aren't that perfect anymore. Why must I treat him like this? Everything just lies in me. I'm sorry for treating him like this. But I just can't control my feelings. My attitude is changing from bad to worst. I had promised once that I will not ever vent my anger on him again, but yet, again and again...

I'm sorry.

I don't think I'm going out tomorrow, although its April's Fool day. Supposed to have fun with girlfriends, but due to my personal reasons, I think I shall lock myself at home for the time being.

Its time for me to have counselling.

And I shall stay up late tonight, and do some soul-searching.


Bitched @ 6:48 PM