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30 April 2010 23:59

So Tell Me

Dear Sir, if you are unavailable, please inform me. If you are interested in another girl, please inform me. If you are not keen, please inform me. Why? Because I don't wish to get hurt again, somehow. Thank you sir.

I waited 3 years for someone but it was all in vain. But come to think of it, it was prolly my fault also right? I never really expressed what I felt after that one time. Oh wells... That was history. I couldn't be bothered anymore.

I've not been doing well in school; my grades are all unsatisfactory. I've yet to get my first A. As, pathetic as it may seem, yes, I've not gotten any As. I feel so stupid. Hmm.

I think this post is rather depressing...? It's filled with rants anyway.

Sooo, I was gonna talk about clothes. I've been scratching my head every morning on what to wear. I've run out of clothes and I've no money to buy them. Tsk.

Alah, no mood ah nak blog.

I've yet to recover. Hmm.

Are you like pulling strings? Cause if you are, I'll play along. But if that is really you, okay thennnn. I guess I'll be on my way out.









Nisa, 18, Republic Poly
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