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Wednesday, June 15, 2005
White Lie
I couldnt sleep.
Didnt intentionally not to stay by preggie sis yest.
Poor her. Selfish me. Galfrens became panic and puzzled.
I wouldn't switched off my handphone on purpose.
Mind is disturbed by comtemplation of what is the right thing, why i didnt just went ahead but backed out in the end. Not to lose a friend?! chicken-shit me to realise the person in front of me all these while? What's the saying then of me giving the opportunity to'the' is just wholly crap?
Huh? Oh ya! Me and my analytical mind. Excuse us for a moment. Thank you.
Didnt intentionally not to stay by preggie sis yest.
Poor her. Selfish me. Galfrens became panic and puzzled.
I wouldn't switched off my handphone on purpose.
Mind is disturbed by comtemplation of what is the right thing, why i didnt just went ahead but backed out in the end. Not to lose a friend?! chicken-shit me to realise the person in front of me all these while? What's the saying then of me giving the opportunity to'the' is just wholly crap?
Huh? Oh ya! Me and my analytical mind. Excuse us for a moment. Thank you.