no phone = no picture. and in a (ridiculous)way, = no blog update. heh. i seriously dono what else to put it up.

i miss
bf
dennis
dear
jordan
pretty
nich
wei wei
gary
ah ma
yeye
szeting
the brenda last week without scar ):
( no particular order.)

i miss so and many alot of things.no point crying over something that wont change.not for my tears. i hate seeing all that initial D trailers and commercial on tv everytime i want to spend some time with it. if you know why you know why. don ask me. i hate looking into the mirror everyday now to see those eyes that cried last night.or see the. nothing. i hate the dennis who lied to me.

i miss the boy i kissed under the block. i miss the boy who sang to me. i miss the boy who sang with me. i miss the boy who walk me to sch under the same umbrella in the raining morning of my examinations. he died.
i cant forget yu told me the boy having new eye candy all the time.
he died.
how i wish pretty is here right now. he'll know. he'll tell me ' i know you are crying pretty' 'you 'r still pretty crying, pretty'

;i am afraid