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08 June 2005 ♥

Ok..sat have a big quarrel wif a fren..its nt reali quarrelling actually..its jus smth lyk we nt happy abt each other & fought it out in smses..yes,in sms..Even if its sms..it is enough to make mi kinda agitated & moodless..ok.. she was once my best fren.. ok.. u r rite.. but u were nt my best fren anymore..i do nt want to deceive u.. so I shall tell u e truth.. mayb as u say.. there r far too many misunderstandings btw us tat can nv b solve..probably im too sensitive.. yes.. im sensitive.. or worst come to worst.. im unreasonable.. lyk wad u said..

A fren told mi a story abt [[The frog & the scorpion]]
Ok.. there was a scorpion tat wanted to cross a river or lake.. wadever.. but it dunno how 2 swim.. a frog was there.. so e scorpion ask e frog *can u carry mi on ur back n bring mi across the lake?* The frog said *nono,wad if u stung mi,u r so poisonous.* & e scorpion replied *y wuld I stung u?if I do so,both of us will b dead* Upon hearing this,e frog brot e scorpion across..however.. the scorpion did stung e frog.. The frog was so angry,he asked *y did u do this to mi* The scorpion replied *Its my nature.*

Aft hearin this story,it made mi think deep.. mayb its my nature to be so unreasonable.. to b so bitchy.. sumtyms i tell myself not to do things tat I noe is wrong.. but I cnt help it.. I do feel sad abt our frenship.. I do cherish it.. but.. but.. both of us noe tat we can nv go back 2 b4.. to e days when I run to u whenever I hab probs.. e days when we spend our whole damn day talking.. the days we hang out everyday aft sch.. all these was gone.. my frenship with gals always always fail.. I dunno y.. Back den,we were so happy together.. I treat u as my precious gem..mayb u dun even noe.. but frm sec 1 till now.. u simply gif mi e feelin tat I am nt ur best fren.. im one u can do without.. I do not like this feeling.. im searching for e rite feelings all e while.. mayb im wrong to blame u for everything.. mayb I kinda lyk push all e blame to u for this failing frenship.. but I dun wanna lose a fren.. I do cherish every frenship I have..but as u say. Ours is changing.. I feel so sad to hear this.. it is definitely not e amount of tym we spend together.. back den when we were in sec 2.. when I was still with sky.. n u were with him… we hab so lil tym together.. but we can still feel e bond when we get together.. but nw.. I cnt feel it anymore.. mayb I bothered too much how much I meant to u.. mayb im too ambitious.. I wanted to b e best best fren in ur hrt.. lyk u were in my hrt.. but I noe its nt possible.. or probably I mistaken ur way of speech.. but sumhow I feel tat u r sarcastic to mi in some ways.. once I decide or conclude on smth.. I wanna hear no explanation.. seriously.. no amount of fucking explanation will help.. mayb we shld jus leave it this way.. days of best fren life were gone.. mayb we will jus continue as fren.. as u say ...wadever..


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