tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-105721902011-04-21T10:53:04.082-07:00I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.quackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17391603064071258457noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10572190.post-1116170883892100562005-05-15T08:17:00.000-07:002005-05-15T08:28:03.896-07:00i hate myself alot, as from my past relationship, i learn alot of things, i thought i know how to love, yet i was hurt all the time.......... i am a human i need love, i need security too. i also give all my love without any doubt to my 'other half', in return wat i got is fear, insecurity, lots of interference of others....... i endure the first one, i got the feelin of second one comin, yet i try to hide my feelings, i am scare, tat feelin hurts alot, i dont wish to say this becoz i dont want any sympathy from anyone, i need someone to care and love me ..... , not only women need security.... man need too, my ex came back to me ask me for patch, the only thing i did was told her i got someone who treat me gd and i love her alot ...... , in my mind, i was thinkin nor can i give her any chance to feel tat i care for her, becoz i love my 'other half' now, i fear tat 'other half' will feel insecure .....<br />after all tat have happen i really cannot take it anymore...... i swear my love and feelings and everything i ever have tat i am most true in love and i dont deserve any feelings like this....... i hate this feelin, yet becoz of my love i have to bear with it, my heart cannot always take this in....., i am a human too...... i am sure of my feelings, aint u sure of yr feelings?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10572190-111617088389210056?l=quackx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>quackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17391603064071258457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10572190.post-1113121179756985722005-04-10T00:57:00.000-07:002005-04-10T01:19:39.756-07:00well this goes after readin my beloved blog, and only one thing is in my mind now, very bad sadness,first <span style="color:blue;">u dun regret something becoz of a situation tat means just improper event tat occurs out of many coincidence</span>, yes i agree, i did the wrong thing by askin u to meet me, but i did call u and told u i will be goin back semb n ask u no need to come, but u say nvm, tat time my mum haven say comin to meet me, if she nv come we would have happily goin to somewhere, b4 meetin them for dinner, how would i knoe too tat they will come, ok i can avoid tat its not my wrong, but really, its something like a birthday lunch rite? then y sprout those stupid things out? its wat tat bothered me for long, i understand i was abit quiet, but i still look at u, dun u see?? glad tat u have made up yr mind, after readin yr blog, i only knew one thing, in my heart its ever so painful, for u to tell them sry, <span color =" red">sorry i have made the wrong choice</span> since u say so i guess they will be comin back to u showin concern and same thing happen again n again, its true i knoe how u felt tats y i still ingore them , i only put food in yr plate, i know i wrong i apologize, when u wrong i forgive u with smile, but when i need some consideration from u well great, everytime messed up, after readin yr blog, it really sadden me too much for me to enjoy my birthday, i wasnt showin u attitude i was warnin my mum not to talk anymore, plz think i started talkin to u, not to my mum, they aint shock hearin yr n lvl, they tot u repeated second time, they scolded me just now, gd for u to show every single emotion at yr blog, correct my dear, i am treatin u very badly, keith n alvin treat u much more better than me, ty for yr everything, birthday present u keep, i dun need anything from anyone for my birthday, disappointed with yr big reaction, really sorry for my wrong part, but all i have said u still feel hurt, i guess u are rite, maybe keith n alvin still loves u after so long a time, u feel/think they will treat u better with everything, then if they still loves u, u have a chance aint u??? , this time round, on my birthday eve, i am feelin like a idiot, yes a very stupid one......<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10572190-111312117975698572?l=quackx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>quackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17391603064071258457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10572190.post-1111915617799329362005-03-27T01:12:00.000-08:002005-03-27T01:26:57.800-08:00haiz...... long story, my ai ai sick today becoz yesterday she ran in the rain with me yesterday, damn it, she bath in different toilet as me, i didnt notice she didnt on the heat supply, .........<br /><br /><h2>SHE BATH IN COLD WATER AFTER A RAIN!!!!</h2>... . .. . . . shes havin fever today <b>38.5</b> , i blame myself for being a idiot, argh next time must check her heater before let her go bath,<span style="color:blue;"> ai ai if u are reading this, sorry hor T_T lucky yesterday i gave u a cup of coffee before letting u go oink oink</span> , just now go see doctor take medicine must rest well, dun go to school tomolo,<br /><br />hope u get well soon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10572190-111191561779932936?l=quackx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>quackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17391603064071258457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10572190.post-1109033554421558772005-02-21T16:49:00.000-08:002005-02-21T16:52:34.423-08:00i am feelin sad now, a girl i love very much is leaving me<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10572190-110903355442155877?l=quackx2.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>quackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17391603064071258457noreply@blogger.com0