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Friday, September 29, 2006, 12:13 am
Unmoored by LOSS and BETRAYAL, no one can predict where this tragedy will lead me to..


I'm missing loads of people now. I'm missing my bandmates, my sister's family (they're in Europe now), Anum..and my boys especially. It kinda makes me feel pretty upset whenever I think about it. :(

This perennial problem is greatly consuming much of my energy. I wish I could be sunken in a reverie or perhaps follow in Bryan's foosteps - to be stoical always.

Oh god, I can't take this anymore. I'm so exhausted! I didn't get to eat a proper meal to break my fast actually. All I had was a slice of bread and some grapes. Anyways, I don't really mind. I don't have any apetite to eat.

I hope Maiz rozana and many others are having a great time at Deon's bbq. Initially I wanted to go, but all of a sudden, I felt soo lazy. -.-"


I'm hoping that you're able to read this. I've been observing you for a very long time. We got to know each other like really way way back. In other words, I know you far too well. We parted our own ways and didn't get to meet each other for three years after PSLE. Only in the late middle of last year, out of a sudden, you resurfaced. All those feelings that were once gone, came back unexpectedly. We had tons of fun and enjoyed each other's company.

But now, you've completely changed. You've changed into someone that I do not know anymore. You made me ponder whether this change that occured in yourself is something positive or negative. I can't relate to you one way or another anymore. It seems like there's a barrier between us. And that barrier is getting bigger, making our ties at a distance.

I don't want that barrier to be a reason of why we can't be close anymore. Eventhough I know that it's a fat truth that you've changed and have moved on with your life, it's definitely hard to swallow it down. Menace, I'm hoping that you'd come back. Your nonchalance won't do anything to improve the situation.

You also toyed with other people's feelings. Which goes to show that either you're being desperate for attention, or you're just another flirty bastard. First it was her and then it was another her and the list goes on. You did nothing about it. You just get close with someone and a few weeks or months later, you just dumped her one side. Do you think they're toys that come with a warranty? Get a life please.

Right now, you're in love. Deeply and madly in love. Well, isn't that good? Finally, you've found and have chosen for 'The One'. That one girl that would make you happy at all times till eternity. The one that you've been searching for all your life. Perhaps, I should just feel happy and grateful for you. Cos, isn't that what friends do? I'm not pinning up my hopes too high, but I'm hoping that may you take good care of that special one. Don't you treat her like what you've did to me or some of the girls. Please, don't toy with her feelings and take good care of her.

I hate you.