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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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i asked myself, why do i cry? i cannot answer that, but i don't know, i think i've hurt hon ren. i 've done him wrong. i made him lose faith. i thought it was his fault, but i think it's a little too late for realising my misunderstandings towards me.


his consideration, capacity to forgive and forget towards me was so great i hate myself for not being able to realise it earlier. hon ren had done so much, he had put away his dignity and ego, to pacify me, to make me happy, he'd do anything to satisfy me, but all i did was to just deny his efforts to change his attitude.

here's a list of what i've done wrong:
i've shouted at him in front of everybody, i didn't talk to him when he tried to communicate with me, i left him alone most of the time and rather give my attention to my friends, when he asked me to teach him piano i said he was to slow to learn and i taught kai heng instead, i stopped writing cards for him when i thought he didn't deserve me, i stopped calling him sometime ago, i keep hanging up on him, i purposely don't wanna pick up his call, and so many other things i expeced him to do but i never realise that he had his way of expressing himself.

ginny and arisa told me hon ren was different, he didn't grow under that kind of environment where friends were so willing to give, he dosen't know how to say thanks. but i still required him to do that. he had said "thank you" just by showing me attention everyday, he's a kind of an introvert, but not really one, he's just, how do i put it, different.

i realised i loved him more than i do. previously i was telling everyone how good i felt about ditching hon ren, but it was all because it lied on the assumption that he still had feelings for me. but that very fateful day, i forced it out of him, he said that it somehow faded, my whole world began crushing down on me, i was suicidal, i have nothing to live for. it took me 7 months to realise i loved him more than i think i do.

if i ever do anything stupid, please understand it takes me an even higher level of courage to do it.

to honren : if we were sill together, we'd be 8 months :)

{ go to hell } 11:20 PM

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name:apple mei


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birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*

l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please

2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)

3.wait till i think of stuff

lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...


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i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn