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rewind the episode / Tuesday, June 16, 2009





when i thought things started to get better, my mind starts to do its usual work and make me think of things that upset me. ive tried my best to ignore and avoid, but i still feel very shitty inside. i dont why but i'll always have this idkhowtodescribe feeling whenever i face things involving you. it hurts to just listen to what you have to tell cause all i could give is endless short replies cause im just lost of words to say the right things just so that everything gets better. im simply out of words and things to do. i hate the fact that you are unpredictable and im tired of making sense the repeated words that youve been saying. i feel very much crushed. and disappointed. and no matter how much i want things to change, somethings just tell me it wouldnt last afterall. and strangers it will be. i dont wish to dwell on this anymore.

i promise you readers this is my very last sappy and kental (according to huda) entry. huda told me to brace myself and it's time to listen to the bestfriend. i dont know what i'll do without her. i love you nippa. wednesday as usual baby.

and i thk listening to afgan songs help. nope, it's not afgan from a country, but afgan a singer and he's cute. makes me want to renew my blacks spectacles (:

and i miss nurul putri fateha and nurulafiqah.


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