Ah screw it.


Am in a bad mood. Forgot to mention that Dad extended a three year contract in Dubai.


Three. Freakin. Years. That's long enough to have a boyfriend, have him cheat on you, consider getting back together with him AND finally (Insyaallah) get over him.


I'm only saying. Haha.


On the so called bright side, at least when he comes back, he's planning to work at Changi. That might mean we might move back to East! =D


Bah... At the rate of shit that's being thrown at me, I think I might not survive three years.


Okay, this is SERIOUS, TANGIBLE, CONFIRMED GOOD NEWS. I have money to shop!! WHEE! Seriously. Everybody now! WHEEEE~


And it's really tiring to cheer you up when I'm depressed myself. I've been putting you before myself the past years.. (At least I tried.) Can you just spare me some thought. Why are you being so hard on me..


I can't believe I'm putting myself through this ALL. OVER. AGAIN.


Argh. Ciao-


And really.. You people have no idea how terribly heart wrenching it is to see your loved one walk away. To think of him being in a foreign land. Alone in a big house. Really. God I miss having him around.. AARGGGHH... OK done..

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