8TH November

8TH November

Hmmmmmmm……..sorry buddies for boring you out wid d previous blog….i kno…it was lyk….BORING…yup tht wud b a btr wrd….kno wat Lemon Tree…chkd mah scrpbuk….not d orkut1…mah own…d one I had in skul days…whr all of mah gud old buddies had scribbled… sumtyms wen I lie awake at nyt…well secretly….yup….I du hope dt sum grl calls me up…n profess her luv for me….but well wats d use of sein day dreams at nyt…sumtyms I ask myself m really a gaijin fool widout nethng lft 2 du…wats d use of prayin day in n day out….alwys hopin dat dt person returns to u coz of whom u cry…Sanj….I dunno whthr…I dunno….nethng…is it pain…is it d ass-lyk feelin of betrayin…HER…no…yes…no…I dnt wanna fall in luv…I hate it…why will I get commited to her…why????why I d god-damn hell…in d name of wch kinda DEVIL sud I b…wat is d gurantee tht Sanj will b thr wid me all of mah lyf…????why…..tell me…WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???????????????????...DG I hate you….no…dnt thnk I m ngry n stuff….in fct I dunno…n yes…you have jus bcum a “memory”…a “memory”…to me…nthng else…Good or Bad I dunno….u hv jus bcum smtng wch well in1 wrd…A memory wch has its own glow...wch shines on but never burns out…PEACE OUT…