Thursday, October 15, 2009
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Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?I was reading my older messages in c-box and came across e saga between "angel" and "nitemare". I mean why is this "nitemare" trying to make my life difficult. I don't know him. I haven't offended him I suppose cos I wasn't even talking about him or even know him. So why are you messing up my life? If you are really a man, please own up. Tell Aiman what you think you know about me. He knows me inside out. Maybe we can sit down and have coffee together. Can do some "catching up". We are rational people. Don't worry.. But what I don't get about you is why you're like so all out to destroy us. Even if we did each other wrong, what business is it of yours? True? *sighs*
Even if you want to side your friend, get your facts right. Yes, I did check out her blog/multiply. But what pissed me off was instead of asking me why am I there or something more along that line, was an entry dissing me off on my looks and things like that. I'm not like desperate that I can't get over her bf whom used to ask me out on dates. I know her bf's friends too. We go way back from school days too just like you and my bf, Aiman.
Well.. I shan't say much. I think they know me. Like how I really am. I believe Aiman, my friends & family knows me best. Who says I don't look forward to meeting him? Who says I don't care? You think you know but you have no idea. Again, I repeat, I'm over her bf. So what we used to date? That was so long ago. And listen up, I'm not sakit hati with her being together wit her bf again. Why should I? Even if I didn't have a bf now, I won't feel like that. So kental or whatttt?? Urrrmmm. Never mind. Why bother explaining? Actually I have nothing to explain.. Well keep saying what you want to say, I ain't listening. I don't wish you sadness or things like that but I don't wish you well either.. Cest la vie. Ciao.
P/s: This entry isn't made to be targeted at anyone else except the fella who left the comment on my c-box. Well, he has no balls I suppose. -.-
P/s: This entry isn't made to be targeted at anyone else except the fella who left the comment on my c-box. Well, he has no balls I suppose. -.-
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