Saturday, March 18, 2006

sometimes, i dunn is wheahter i am less sensitive or wad... my cca, that is playing a trumpet was last time very important to me. it's not like her and her choir. i wanted music i wanted to play a trumpet... go back to play music. how come she can see as if i go back to see her... of wad use... she were sick, i wanted to see her. but it's just how? i want to know how? i always have my way to know wheather she trust me anot... i always...... true... i sometimes dun even trust my self. but it's band, it's music i want... how could i forget my sec school's band? how? haiz... it's really not i dun wanna see her... not... and now, we had nothing to talk on the phone... how? i want to talk... but what? shouldent someone sick be resting? sleeping? im so confused... why would someone prefer to do nothing? i, i like to keep my self busy. every where. at home, everyday, outside. do nothing makes ppl think... not that i wanan run away. i always face my problem... i wished she really can think of solutions for something... not maths, not science. not studies... love is really the most unfair thing in the world... i dunno what to do... help! it sucks ok... i dun want her to be sick anymore... it really sucks... i hate it! help me... im so helpless... help!

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