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Monday, February 16, 2009

4th post in a span of like 5hrs. i totally need a life.

i've been sitting at the deck since 2pm, blogging, watching the crowds pass by. and then thinking about the coming week and how much I NEVER WANT THE 21ST OF FEB TO COME. probably won't be able to see him off cause i've got mentor's training the whole day at idk where. and it's probably a good thing cause, i'll probably cry like shit-ake mushrooms cause i know how much :( i will be feeling. if that send off two years ago was that way, it'll still be the same this time round. i miss you. imissyou. i miss you. *screams* *screams* *screams* it's not frustration. it's not excitement. it's just :(

IJUSTDONTWANTTHATDAYTOCOME!

and i promised him that i won't emo.
omg. what kind of promise is that.
ARGH~

here i go
scream my lungs out
try to get to you
YOU ARE MY ONLY ONE.
-yellowcard

actually, i don't need to scream that out
you probably know it even better than i do
i'd rather scream I_ _ _ _YOU.
(fill in the blanks again.)
and i think i will.
a trip to the beach is imminent.