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24th oct haix
Thursday, July 24, 2008,9:24 PM
hms... going online to maple with babe soon. nothing's gonna make me smile again. took some pics with babe just now. ii post 2ml morning bahs. ii miss him. soon, he wont belong to me. he belongs to the government. haix. you know, it's not pms, but pas, which stands for pre army syndrom. zz. sounds stupid, but kinda sad lors. 2 weeks lehs! cant see him. but that's not all. if he goes out field and all that how? so many factors to consider. waitings... that's all ii can do. i cant seem to smile when ii saw the letter this evening. 24th oct. august my b'day, sept his b'day, oct 17 our third year anniversary, and 24th oct he's going in. ii mm lyk a childish kid, and ii mm selfish too. ii know he's going in army for a good purpose. but ii cant bear to let him go. listening to the song wo ke yi right now. remember the days he used to send me to school in the morning, the day we got caught holding hands at the school gate and my mum was called down, the day he and his frens waited for me after my test, the times he hold a bottle of pokka green t( our fav drink) in his hand, and send me to school, and he kept teasing me "wo ke yi pei ni qu kan ri chu" becos it's morning, so got no stars. zzz. so many memories. wads gonna wipe that fake smile off me? tell me. let me know. i seem to smile and be happy that he's going in. i jus donch wan him to see me sad or him to worry. we both feel terrible, but what can we do? 2 years, time will fly, he wanna sign on. baby, take care, be brave. but yet when ii mm at my lowest, ii realise ii mm all alone again. not becos he's not dere for me, but becos he's going in and ii ll be alone. hms... gtg loves.
NOBODY'S HOME
What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs,
where she belongs.
She wants to go home,
but nobody's home.
It's where she lies,
broken inside.
With no place to go,
no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.
Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.