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Thursday, July 16, 2009, 9:54 PM

Chalet at Changi yesterday. Happy 21st, Kenneth Foo! Chalet was the nicest i've ever seen. It's the newest one. There's only two of them, fyi, cos it's executive suite with seaview, and exclusive swings, benches, etcetc.

Wii-ed awhile as the drummer because my bro, and cuz were fucking noob compared to Tricia & co. There was XBOX too.

I ate exceptionally much, 3servings of rice, cake, KFC. I was kind of upset these few days to be honest because i knew something was wrong. For people who know me, my parents don't really oppose me drinking alcohol. I really wanted to gulp down the whole fucking wine, if not for school tomorrow. To drown my sorrows.

Cos life is so fucked up nowadays. Everything against, then i had to take another blow from you. Thanks everyone. No wonder my eye keeps twitching yesterday.

Before the worst hit me:
-I couldn't enjoy my BOF with my mom's nonsense saying its impossible to concentrate while doing homework and doing BOF concurrently.
-The mosquitoes love me.
-Wasn't notified that Chi was a open book test, Like fuck how do i know.
And more.

I don't think by putting an end to this will help. Because i have chosen to walk this path, i never regretted. I followed my heart, you didn't. I trust myself, i know what i'm doing. Were these just excuses. Because of these small obstacles, the littlest things, you chose to end this. This isn't love. You said you love me. I don't know for sure.

You told me it was for the benefit for both of us. No, it didn't burden me, i'm doing well in school. I can't prove it, my friends can. You say i don't spend enough time with you, time isn't a matter. You could ask my brother, he knows all about it too.

If i hadn't been so stubborn, i should have listened to phie. It's unfair to me. It's you, who is, carrying the burden, if this will make you feel better, by all means, i'll be obliged to do so.

Right, actions speak louder than words. I am not good at words, neither am I good at expressions. Even if i want to prove it now, it'll be all too late. I have somewhat already knew it would just end this quick, knowing chances weren't much. In the end, I just put my heart and soul into it, knowing nothing would ever bloom. Naive i was.

Friend, yeah. Maybe not as good as before, because when i see you, i don't think i can shake off those memories. These 27 or at least 25days were one of the best i've ever had.

BUT, don't worry. Serious, i swear, i will be fine the next morning, I will never let another teardrop fall. The first time i wrote something like that. It must have been retribution that i did this to someone past a year ago.