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Friday, October 03, 2008


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Boy, where were you?
Until now, you have not texted me anything. Not even any of typical raya text, and no forgiveness or what. Its not as if we just knew each other like that. I'm expecting something from you actually. Maybe because you usually be the first to text me on any special occasion. & I thought it would be me this year, and you would at least reply. But you didn't. Boy, I'm just having this weird feeling that you've changed a bit. Not because of that stupid reason I've mentioned above of course. But throughout the fasting month, many things happened and you're facing shits. Somehow or another, you don't sound the real you. & I can get hurt by your words, fyi. I don't know/don't want to elaborate much. & I'm talking about someone whose real close to me besides Isk, whom went hiatus out of the sudden. Ohwell, suits you boy. Disappointing.

Friends are worldwide, they come and go.
True friends last a lifetime. Hais.

p.s I'm not looking forward for today's afternoon practice. Just don't care or ask why. Cause that would help. Thank you very much. Appreciate it a lot.