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Sunday, February 21, 2010 @ 7:46:00 PM

I gotta say last night was the worst weekend, I should've just stayed home. I ended up sitting by the river, alone. Some people just had to act weird, while I was on the phone with Rikhaf, and decided to leave for home, at 2 in the morning. So there I was, with 4bottles of Coronas, 2 E33s, and one & half bottle of Glen Vodka. Drinking up till 5 in the morning, alone. Was partly glad he left though, cause somehow, he was just freaking me out. The night didnt really go well. Some things, or maybe, confessions(being the more appropriate word), happened. I broke down every now and then thinking of what would happen next. I dont know why, but I was just very afraid. Waniebaby called as soon as I calmed myself down, accompanying me over the phone. Thanks b. Walked to Liang Court then, bumped into a few friends, and then went over to Bedok. Met Edi, helped him out for a bit, and then I thought I'd just wait for the playa to get off his attachment. He wasnt expecting me there though, but we managed to talk for awhile before he sent me off to the bus stop to catch a bus home. Home at 9:40am and I crashed almost immediately. Think it was the alcohol. Lol.

PM shift tomorrow. So looking forward to it. NOT.
Alright, rest well, and hope Monday would treat you good, sweethearts.
& you're booking in again, tonight ):


& oh, someone texted me while I was drinking away. And it took me awhile to realize it was actually Rezzuan. Hah! & there he goes, saying he missed my presence and all. Haha. BULLSHIT. & he said I was tryna act all tough infront of him? Hahaha. ACT?! INFRONT OF YOU?! What the FUCK for, Rezzuan? There's nothing to be proven to you. Im happy as it is now, I aint faking it. And what? You said, "You think the late nights and drinking would help? It doesnt." Help what, Rezzuan? Help what? So you think Im enjoying myself right now, doing the things that I do, just to get over you? IM TOTALLY OVER YOU ALREADY. FOR REAL. I am just overwhelmed that at one point, it finally got into my thick skull that it's a waste of time to be mourning over someone who ISNT AT ALL worth it. Or you think I wanted to have a feel of the moment's happiness? Haha! Totally not what you think, Mr. You dont know me. NEVER ONCE DID. Cause the girl you knew was the girl you WANTED me to be. Im not her anymore. And the last thing he cracked me up with was, "Still love you, though." L-O fucking L! I dont even know how many people your heart can contain! Hahaha. Still love your ex, still love me. Some more? Hahaha. Do you even know what LOVE is, to begin with? Search yourself, Mr. Thanks for cracking me up in the early morning. I needed that :D

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♥AMALINA
26th September
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