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Nothing to lose, but everything to gain.
Saturday, July 10, 2010, 6:45 PM

Okay, this is certainly from Break Even by uh... (shite. I forgot who.) by The Script. Amazing song. Though it's kinda old alrd. But it still rocks ttm. :)

Lol. Like, Idk what to write about. --" But anyway. Um. What can I say? LOL. Crap. I forgot.

Anyway. I'm currently in m'sia. Not gonna tell you where. But yeah. --" And, the trip here. Was crap. I only slept on my way here, like, an hour? Or less than that. Then got woken up by dad. (THANKS.) because we were @ the drivethru. --" Aiyoh.

Then he was like, you want ice cream not? LOL. Instead of getting icecream, I got milkshake. (Shake shake, shake shake yeah shake yeah. -Metro Station.) LOL. Yeah, and then. We ended up eating 3 icecreams altogether. --" McFlurry, Pineapple Sundae (don't ask.) and cone. --"

I was like, "eh, why he buy so many icecreams?" LOL.

And then, uh. I ate half of McFlurry. (So much for saying no.) LOL. But, anyway. Uh, stopped @ some petrol station. And blahblahblah. All the way, I was staring outside. --" W/ nothing to do. And w/ my music playing. Of course. :)

Then uh, had lunch. And then mom drove the rest of the trip. (OH. WHO CARES.)

Then I thought of a lot of things when I was listening to September by Chris Daughtry. It's a great song okay. Well, for all I can come up w/, I think he's singing about the memories w/ people that he had spent time w/ last time.

Or smth liddat. Oh, I'm talking crap. But anyway, it's honestly an amazing song. :) Loving it, ttm.

Anyway. You must be wondering what kind of thoughts I had? I remembered things that happened in mbs. I miss mbs ttm. :( But w/o our year, all the memories are gone. I mean, it's not REALLY gone. It's just, it'll only be in our hearts, and only we'll understand them.

Well, I guess that's how memories' supposed to work right? :) Anyway!

Getting on. Lol. Well. After having a good chat w/ Fiona last night, I thought of a lot of things. Stupid, or not. I won't disclose anyway. Lol.

Anyway. I had a chat w/ brrrr last night. (LOL. Yeah, I shall call him that.) Well, no, he's not my bf. --" Siao. LOL. Anyway. It's CH. (I'll only be using initials for people I'm gonna talk about now.)

Yeah, brrr. Lol. Funnyshite. :) Laughed, a lot. He's funny alright. And he had a fun day in schl, so yeah. LOL. Outragous, mostly. LOL. Fun friends do outragous stuff. Great! Isn't it? :)

Then uh. Yeah. That's about all? I guess.

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Fio, your dedication's coming up next. :)

Alright. You must be thinking why I'm actually uh, dedicating something for Fio. :) Well, she's an amazing friend. 'S been there for me. And I do LOVE her. But, yeah. She's going through some hard times now, so I'm just gonna dedicate smth for her so that she'll cheer up.

OKAY? MY BEST FRIEND? ;) (Select this if YOU'RE seeing it. Uh, people, if your want see, okay. But please don't comment anything about it. Thanks.)

Well, I'd just write base of your blog post? That emoemo one that I said. LOL. And the messages that we talked about last night.

Who cares if you're in love with him? Lol. Well, you used to sooth me right. So I have to be there for you too. :) But anyway, that guy. I bet he's only trying to flirt. Not having real feelings for you. Or at lease, that's what I think so.

The only way to confirm is, ask. LOL. That's outragous, I know. Well. You've got to face it. Plus, it's not like you're going to graduate anytime soon or anything. It's for another three years! Dear, three years! How are you gonna survive that?

And I'm sure such a guy will be in relationship. --" Gah. I don't know how to explain to you. But your fear, your phobia... Though you have to get over them, you're not getting over them like that.

You have to face them, to get over them. You've got to start to let go. (You said that he liked a girl.) Well. You have to let go. You know, the best thing you can do is, let that guy, lead a happy life w/ the girl he likes. :) That's the best, and the most heart-wrenching thing to do though.

But still. You have to admit your feelings, and not be afraid. I'm speaking by experience. Yes, I kinda promised myself never to love again. But would that be possible? No. My heart's scarred. Because of the wounds. Well, you know that. But your's not that bad yet. And if you do continue what you're doing now, I think yours is going to be worse than mine. (mine's healing you see.)

Oh, you know what I thought of in the car just now? (long journey, thought of a lot of things.)

I've always left my wound dangling, w/o giving any care or concern to it. And it's been aching. But after a certain thing that I've done, I've unknowingly wrapped my wound w/ bandages, and it started healing.

It's amazing, when you think of it this way. It's actually awesome to think of things the most shocking ways. :) It's brain power. :) And then you'll have amazing results.

Well. All I can say is. Forget, if it's possible. If it's not, abort plan and keep it as a secret. The secret kept all the way in the back of your "secret vault". :)

No matter what happens, I'll be there okay! Ily!

Okay, I'm done. :) Finally. LOL.

Longlonglonglong post. :) Might be back for more later tonight.

Ps. TaoRen is freaking smexy!


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