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Thursday, March 29, 2007

Daddy's coming home. So guys, thats my reason for disappearing for a few days. Im gonna get my lappie soon. YAY!

Today, I went to get the enrolment shit done, FINALLY. Something off my load. YAY!

Went to town today, to catch up with the guys, pooled many shitty fouls. SAD. But still. I had fun. =) YAY!

Went to eat dinner at kobayashi AGAIN. Where they had the yummiest omelette noodles thingy. Smothered in fatty mayo and sweet something sauce. Love it. Now I wanna eat it again. Hungry. >.<

People say that I tend to think too much. Honestly, I am really sensitive about things that people do. Little things annoy me, make me sad, excited, and can even make me fall in love. Its stupid, but I can't help to think the way I do. Perhaps Im just paranoid, or immature. Whatever it is, I hope it'll soon be over. I need some love people. Shower me with hearts and attention. Cause loneliness makes me think a lot. And I hate it. It makes me sad, makes me do stupid things, and worse, makes me crave for the wrong company.

I guess the whole thing between ex and me took a big toll on my happiness. I never ever got two timed before. Am I that bad a girlfriend? I was determined to make the relationship last. And what happened in the end? Its not my fault. Why am I so affected? And when he's at a loss, why am I hurt? Fuck that. Don't think too much Fiona.

A Trail Of Thought Left On Thursday, March 29, 2007

ThisIsMe.

Fiona
Nineteen
OpenBisexual
NewMediaAtRP
LovesMusic,AnimalsAndSpendingMoney
HatesBackstabbers,Plastics

Wishes

SomeoneToHaveAndHold,
WithAllMyHeartAndSoul
INeedToKnow,
BeforeIFallInLove.

ALittleMoreTouchMe.


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