fix that damaged tape.

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Tuesday, 22 May 2007 19:31

Definition of losers;

IT'S SITIRA + GERALDINE + AQILAH! xDDDD

hey!

okok. I am in such a lazy mood. Just met up with my "Tiada guna ada nama" group members for madrasah's sessi buzz. Let's just say I'm freaking out for Sat cos of the sessi buzz presentation.

However, I had a great trip home with Siti [who loves tupai] cos we ended up taking same bus home. Sarmini was oh-so-pretty! cheh cheh. don't kembang arh! Siti's my "junior"! Gosh. She's so cute. haha. I really felt like as though I was her senior even though her French was superbly good when we were talking about it otw home & she's actually sec 2. haha! Yesyes. You grew la! :DDDD

I realised, or more like, they realised, how lame I can be. :D ehh! They are lame too kayyy. Sarmini's neutral la. She's cool but sarcastic! haha.

ok. GER! Can you teach me?? pleaaaaseeeeee. --shows my most innocent-iest face-- kk? Please! Ok. OFF!

Beneath this mask
Of cool indifference
Under the sweet smile
Of chilling aloofness
There is a person.
Me.
Wriggling out from my shell.
Struggling to get out.
But bound inside
By your mocking words
and the label of Weird.
[ i edited the original piece which was written by stone ]

//[edit]
We never once stuck like glue,
Although the promises were made.
I guess it's been letting me feel blue,
Cos the friendship was never as precious as jade.

I thought I could lean on you
But the dream never came true
How am I supposed to say HEY YOU
When you don't even give me the cue

I feel hopeless,
Yes I do.
Cos through those eyes,
I see lies coming through.

You think you're the only one in pain
Look at those around you who's weaker.
You think you're the only one feeling all the angst
Look at those around you who's trying oh-so-hard to persevere.

I don't get you.
I really don't.
I'm just trying to be me.
But you never really appreciated as much as others do.

& when all the trouble awaits you
don't come running to me
cos I have respect for myself
& not something which can be recycled

so what's that for the respect i tried giving you
has it all gone to waste?
so what's that when promises were meant to be kept
it's definitely, wasted!

[ i have no idea if this is supposed to be a poem or not cos i plainly type it out for no particular reason, really. heh ]

-wired up