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Thursday, September 03, 2009

the last post was post number 666. :O

apart from that.
i think im blogging too much. could be the lack of school. but anyways.

its this sudden urge of letting words flow. letting myself indulge in speaking/typing my mind. because i'm deprived like that.

i miss you quite so terribly, miss lau. everything that i've done. emails, facebook mails, facebook messages, msn, i've tried almost everything. and yet, nothing!?

8 years, love. 8 frikkin years. we've come a long way, have we not? and you are still one of the few that i keep close contact with. until you left, that is. i don't know if i'll ever mean to you, what you mean to me. but you're not stone, are you? i'm sure you feel something, no? from the point when we were kids, bobbing around the school, doing our righteous prefect duties, to secondary school, when we were that bit more grown-up, when you had mr cy, and had so many issues about him. to mr have-it-your-way, to mr gohwl. its been that long and more.
DO YOU NOT FUCKING SEE MY EFFORTS TO KEEP IT GOING!

i'm trying so hard. i even lugged my laptop all the way to hk, just so that i would've been able to contact you. and you, let me down. over the weekend you came back. fine, so that was that. nothing could've been done. but over and over again i remind myself how i managed to call you, and you, after saying you'd call, never did. and i was left like an idiot. and i had to leave with a heavy heart.
i blamed myself. i blamed our lousy timings. i blamed every little thing but you!

but i see no love from you.

the least you could do, was acknowledge my efforts. i didn't even need you to feel the same. but no, you just had to leave it as it is, isn't it?
so all that we've ever had, equates to nothingness then?

thanks a lot for the experience, friend. or so i thought.

love,
jane-
see what i mean when i say i'd rather remain emotionless?
Labels: i need some skittles., OBVIOUSLY FED-UP