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  • Tuesday, July 13, 2004

    love can be a many splendid thing, can't deny the joy it brings. A dozen roses, diamond rings. Dreams for sale and fairytales. it'll make y hear a symphony and you just want the world to see, but like a drug it makes you blind. It'll fool you everytime. THE trouble with love is, it can tear you up inside, make your heart believe a lie. It's stronger than your pride. the trouble with love is, it doesn't care how fast you fall and you can't refuse the call. See, you got no say at all.

    love love love love. blah blah blah blah. that's wad i've got to say bout it. wad is love? who knows? is there a defination for it? blah. read some of those old e mails he sent to me last time. there was this email with the heading '1st diary written in moi life'. haha. i thought it was reallie cute and sweet. hahas. it was written when i went to bali for holiday last year. okay. it was DAMN sweet. jo n sx u know my password. go see! or have u seen it b4? hahas. anyway, it wasn't reallie a diary. more of a message for me and it ended with love you always. hmm, ALWAYS. what's always? like forever? hate that word. 'cos the person who says it always doesn't mean it. i thought he was different. HE thought he was in love! i thought i was! blah! we were SO in 'love'. look where we are today. it's not called love. it's called a moment of INFATUATION. we're only 16. i'm not even there. love love love. NOT TRUE! no such thing as love right now. NO such thing as FOREVER or ALWAYS. hate it when people say that. 'oh i'll love you forever!' next thing you know, he breaks up with her. of all the sob stories i've heard bout 'love', it's always the GUYS who say that. bleah~ joanne, you're so right. GUYS ARE shitty. no offence to guys reading this. but don't you guys complain bout girl's being too oversensitive and what not? here's some reflection for you. think about it. lies are al that comes out of your mouth. nothing YOU ever said was true. LIES LIES LIES! nothing but lies! the day a guy stops lying and means what he says, is the day HE becomes a MAn. wahahahaha~!

    okay, that sounds like crap. take it in or throw it all out. anyways, today wwas kinda boring. i think going to school is a total waste of time. i mean, the only useful lesson now is like math. bleh. anyway, had chinese, maths and geog b4 recess. and during recess i ate rice that had a puddly of oil in it. damn. it was so disgusting. ewww. anyway, after recess had cme eng and chem. kinda slacked the whole way thru. anyways, have tuition later. so boring. so tired. i don't wanna wake up so early! i wish school started at 9 or smth. that'd be much better won't it? hehe=) bleh` off to eat. muackssSSSssSsSsssSSS!!~




    i made believe @ 7/13/2004 06:17:00 PM