Don’t want to leave, but we both know sometimes it’s better to go. Somehow I know we’ll meet again. Not sure quite where and I don’t know just when. You’re in my heart, so until then... wanna smile, wanna cry, saying good-bye.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Once A Day Passed

hi im back! hmm, lets get straight to the point ba, sat was dear's didi 1st month anniversay, i mean baby o, then her cousins come down from malaysia, so i went to visit them and the baby, was kinda hot cause many ppl. after everything i went home.

next day dear they all go out, car not enough place so i cannot go, so stay at home whole afternoon until evenin go swimmin with brothers. then at night go meet dear they all for go out play, her brother drive. kinda shock lar but anyway still okay. then monday they go chinatown, i dont feel like goin so nv go los, then she say i go no car dont want to go, -.- say until liek that, it hurts los. . . .

today, they go sentosa, nv tell me, i packed everything then bring go driving, after drivin called her, but she say she at sentosa, then say last min go de, then i was like, you all go sentosa also never let me know that you are goin, how do i feel? i feel very upset about it los. it's like you all go but dont wan me along can, jus tell me where you goin, i mornin wake up still sms you, but no reply. haiis..