typing.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Dear diary,

Its 2.13am in the morning, but still im awake.
I can't sleep. I don't know why.

Perhaps, i've been thinking about what i did wrong yesterday at 7.35pm.
I nearly score another 1 more goal but the goalkeeper save it.
Ok, i was sad. Thought of making another goal but stupid me i shoot high. ):
I guess im not that good, not as pro, not as fantastic as the rest.
Im at the bottom line. Im a loser.
Heart break.

The opponent goalkeeper save the ball like catching a bloody fly.
A bloody fly with a red eyes like a red disco ball.
Ok, i didn't push or what ever the opponent ok, she felt and it was obviously her fault.
Want to run but fall and say, "sial", what for?
So im the one lar, you're aiming?
When the ball hits me you say good?
What is your motive girl?
No sportsmanship is it?
Bloody.
Atleast i scold vulgarities at the ball not people.
No sportsmanship still want to play that sport.
Stupid.

Why must you be jealous?
Why must you be angry?
Why must you still have to wait?
Why must you always think?
Why must you always dream?
Why must you keep on talking or even asking?
ALL ABOUT ME?

Look, its simple. You don't have to do anything which includes me.
Sometimes, it irritates me.
Sometimes, it doesn't.
Simply because i hate you already.
That last Wednesday was my last patience with you.
You ran over my limit.
I feel like killing you that time.
I feel like slapping/hitting you.
But i ignore and always told myself that you are my friend.
You make me hate you and not love you.
Damn make me fucking angry with you.
Im not ok.
Im not alright.

Why must you react that way?
Isn't it bloody hell stupid?
That letter didn't mean anything anymore last Wednesday.
All of it was ~~SHIT~~.
It's meaningless, better you throw it away.
No need to think anything.
Fucking bastard.
You are the one who's making me mad and pretending to act as normal.
~~Blood fuck you, sucker dig.~~

Its good when i gave you another stupid chance rather than none.
Its good that i forgive you then i say, no.
Fuck you, i shouldn't have done those things last Wednesday.
Im stupid on making decision. I sucks at it.
I rather die than seeing your face or seeing your attitude.
Fuck.
What i type here, is still not all out ok.
The rest, i keep it to myself.
Maybe i should ignore everything about you.
Everything that include's you.

I am so sorry, but you sucks anyway.

P/s: cramps cramps cramps.

"the world is dead i think"

& wishing it was true.

the blogster.

Siti Nur Hafizah Bte Musa / SNHBM.
Known as Dummy Fii or even Ketot.
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Cherish others before it's too late.
Without love or support from others, you are nothing.
Stand by to the people who needs our help.
Give your fullest attention to the people you love before you lose them.

Nobody can change us, we are who we are.
Perfections is not everything, it always comes back to the heart.
In life there will always have some challenges.
It's us to decide to settle it in a fair or unfair way.
Life is precious, so live life to your fullest.

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