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Nesaar,18 click on the numbers on your left,2 navigate..thank u< I bled to know you are there I bled to make you mine
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Tuesday, September 16, 200810:44 PM
Yo YO my results are out.. haha.. well.. nt soo happy abt it.. but at least im nt forwarding any modules.. gosh..lucky ah..haha haha.. i gt 1a,1c,1c+,3d,1d-.. gpa 1.458 hmm..bad ah.. gettin all e advice i nid frm my frens.. haha..well they btr den me.. n wen i woke up i saw my smsed results.. den i slept back,den woke up agn.. another 2 more msges frm nazeema n her.. haha.. she msged me.. askin me hw was my results oh gosh.. hmm.. i replied back my results..n she adviced me too.. weee.. haha.. n asked me 2 cut down n balance my tyme wid rockclimbin.. haha.. hmm.. i shall try doin tat.. den i asked her whether wad did her guy said abt her results? haha she said tat he said gd,nt soo bad n all.. haha. she realli att?? hmm. i cant believe.. oh man... but im moving on nw.. well tryin.. but well..nt wanna go 4 another gerl.. mayb..mayb..juz mayb..hmm.. i dunnoe.. well nth is soo impt den studies n climbin.. so.. others ltr ah.. hmm.. but well..she is happi wid her guy..wad can i do..i wan her 2 b happi oso.. soo i must nt bug her more..n im lyk hatin myself alot too.. alot of things ive been nt doin,nt maintainin e standard.. damn.. i feel lyk ive lost everythin..nw tat results r out..gonna push hard e next sem..realli hard.. ok.. ltr in e nite i shall blog agn.. tc
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Profile I bled so much, who would save me? Will you save me? Nesaar,18.. SP,1st Yr Mechanical Student Goin thru alot in sp.. great sch with alot activities..in rockclimbing..this is a small luv story abt this gerl.. I was once an angel, but you tore my wings apart. You leave me bleeding profusely. I shouted for help, but nobody could hear me. I tried to fix my wings and stop the blood, but I couldn't. I transform into a devil. Because of you. A few days later, you said sorry to me. You told me you love me. But I was a devil, You must be afraid. You said You are not afraid, and I said I love you. My wings still torn. Drips of blood still on the edges... I bled, for what. To love you. |