In my bed...
Friday, January 29, 2010
Because having an iTouch is so instant, or an iPhone for that matters, I can just lay in bed right now and blog.
First: My laptop is stupid because I kept losing my wireless connection. Hence it pisses me off.
Second: I decided that I just blog and perhaps get knocked out the next moment.
I felt fucked. Not literally obviously bit anyway that's not re point here. The point here is that I do not anticipate the idea of not being appreciated. I wonder how long can I feel appreciated and love again. Well even though I'm in love and more or less happy being in the relationship with my bf, but in the end of the day, I'm still a girl and a human, with a heart and desires and dreams and hopes and so many things else besides such.
I forgot how it was like to be loved and needed and I miss it. I'm sure somewhere inside him there's a spot for me with love. But where were those loving moments that we used to share? I miss the romance. The chase and the sweet-nothings.
I miss something about the old us which never seems to come back. But yeah, it's just something that I wish for. He rarely gets it. He's in the army. And we're young. It's just about life. It's not about the perfection that I want. It's sad sometimes. Like now, isn't it?
Boo. I feel pathetic when I told Allison:
"I forgot how it was like to be loved. I think I love him more than he does."
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Too much that I could cry..
Thursday, January 21, 2010
On air: So Special - Oka feat. SabriaTonight, everything sets in at this lonely hour, without you, without anything about you, I can't seem to fall asleep the easy way. I just had to cry the solitude away. I miss you so much. It's strange because I never thought I'd miss you this much for such a long time.
Ever since you were enlisted, things were different. However, things change as we all know it. I've missed you so damn badly before, but not as much as this time. It's strange that way. I miss you too much that I could cry, too much that I cried. I never know I'd need you this much. Not being to hear your voice, to have you to text me in the 6am in the morning and all of those little things of the week, not having all that now, it breaks my heart. Those things were the only thing to keep me going for the week before weekend comes when I can see you again. Now, asking me to wait for you, not having any of those, it kills me. I want to hear your voice and I miss you so much. Baby, I miss you so much. Your phone is ringing, but why can't you just pick it up and say hello?
:'(
2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
A small note before I sleep:
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If I have chance to fast forward the time, I'd make it 11th September tomorrow.
Yes, this year is gonna havoc! 18 and blossoms! It's legal clubbing now. Yayweeyay! :D
But that's alright, the longer the wait, the worthier the outcome will be.
Patience will be paid off.
Goodnight then.
p.s. so much for ever wanted to write a long post for new year. boo!
A Closet Affair
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
but the clothes on her back.
Perhaps it's the way she moves,
or the way it hugs her curves - Whatever it is,
it makes us want to rip it off
and strew them on our bedroom floor.
- New Man
