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Breathe.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009 @ 11:11 PM
Weeks had gone by just in a blink of eye. Without realising, lecturers have gone through from one chapter to another. For those who's always dreaming in class, sorry for you. Time is running out!
This whole week will be hell, I know. I'm still left with a 500 words essay. And yet, I'm still as lazy to start putting my whole brain and start my imaginations on it.
Presentations are all coming up, all in a row. I'm dead. English presentation is done, actually. I'm feeling better about that. About economics, I've got it done too. It's the memorizing job i'm missing out on. Gotta work on that. Anyhow, I miss Nikki, Kenn, Levan and Darren. My four good friends. Crazy maniacs who would laugh our ass off together, go through sorrows and everything together. I miss each and everyone of you. But the fact that we've separated, it's saddened me a lot. Life is always like that, again. I guess ;)

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Another part of my story: I'm so missing the boyfriend. It's been a fortnight since I last saw him. Separation drama, guess it's all over. It's raya now anyhow. Should he be that busy until I can't even have the chance to speak to him at all today? I hate it when i get paranoid over small matters like this. But yet, I know I can't take it if i don't talk or even get to communicate with him. It makes my heart tear into pieces. I felt rejected, and it really does feel like he don't need you that much actually. I really hate this part. Honestly, deep down inside, I'm sad. But what can I do? I tell myself continuously that you'll be talking to me really soon. You'll text me, you'd call me. I don't wanna text you, I wanna know if you actually missed me, for i know i've been repeating the I miss you phrase for a million times to you.

Let me be a part of your life.
sidedish

Laine/Yiyi
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