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Monday, August 07, 2006

words spoken are easy. what do i do to deserve it? the trauma once again. itz tramatising once again. afterall the feeling of losing haunts me back. nobody can ever understand my fear when losing someone who dotes n pampers u so much. seriously fcuking desperate for a miracle now. i dun ask for anythin. jus a positive answer on thurs. i pray for it. i long for it. grandpa you will be fine. ah girl stil wana kiss n hug you n grandma everytime she bid goodbye when she head home. it has becomes a daily routine for her ever since. cuddling under his arms. for now she stil wana hold you tight right beside her. how she wish for the world to die before anyone leaves her. so that no one will taste the feelin of losing.

itz been a down week for everyone around me. pls lighten up our life. we must face and overcome it bravely once again. i believe.

anyway thanks for brightening my saturday! dinner ambient was terrific but andrea's mood pulls it down tt moment. sorry. next time she wont. -smile-



andrea here on 20.06


7:15 PM