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ME

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Hello, my name is Mylene.

Screams


Friday, September 22, 2006
Exams are fast approaching, and I
haven't really been studying hard.
Like so many crazy girls who stuff
their noses into their books at
every second of the day
and sleep at like, two. Tsk.
Oh yah and today was like such a
FUN day. Coz @ the library the stupid,
freaking bitch of an auntie with her
wobbly, untoned ass kept coming over
and asking us to keep quiet, and then
when we were quiet she kept hovering
over us and SH was like laughing
(actually they were just soft muffled laughs
coz she laughed into the magazine) and
the auntie asked us to go into the office leh!!
She accused us of calling her SIAO
(like wadever!) and wrote me, SH and
Thingko's name! FREAK LAH YOU!
Oh yah and I call it FUN coz she
didnt know I have THE MOUTH. And I was
damn annoyed @ her nonsensical
accusations and I rebutted her every
question and accusation until she was
a little stunned herself. At first she was
throwing all the accusations at me;
in the end she switched target to SH and Thingko.
But I still felt bu shuang and argue with her
somemore! SH, dont think I didnt caught the
shocked look you gave me. Wo ke shi
ting li hai de wo~
Haiz.......
I am at this stage of my life
when anything you do or say can seriously
and drastically change my impression
on you. I also dunno why. My own
fluctuating feelings scare me sometimes.
And sometimes, I am really tempted
to let go of HER. Coz it is pointless chasing
and so tiring too, when she doesnt even look
back to see who is chasing her. I have
come to really accept that she has
change, which is why sometimes I am quite
unbothered when mou-mou ren complains
about her and her new FRIENDS. Friends? Bah.
That mou-mou ren is really indecisive and
I dunno how to continue on. I can give up
on relationships. I have done so before.
Not coz Im cold. But because I know
if I dont, I will end up getting more hurt.
IF U LOVE SOMEBODY, YOU WILL SET THEM FREE.
Ok, so maybe I do like HER lah. Friends for so long
so many secrets, she is the one who has changed.
Things will nv be the same again, and that
mou-mou ren still wont accepts this.
To be naive wont help you. To run away from
problems wont do. To ignore the
problems only feed them to grow. Tsk tsk.