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breakaway
Saturday, March 14, 2009 // 2:01 AM


Its Our Love Story. Only Ours.

Weather: Rainy
Listening to: Thinking of You
Mood: Misses

So the livejournal! Haha, cool what!

6.30am in the morning, yet my eyes were so wide, so fresh. I can't go back to sleep and I was definitely feeling better than before but one thing for sure is that I'm not ready for physical activities, like rock climbing. It'll just weakens me again and the chalky air would lead to an abhorrent sneeze which also will cause my eyes to be watery. How I wish I could join them much earlier just now, they're having training at Safra Yishun. & the place is incredibly awesome. I heard that they'll be swimming over there once training is over, when the pool looks so cooling and refreshing. If only I'm feeling well enough. Let's pray that I'll be okay by tomorrow. Oh well, BoulderActive is just around the corner and I'm not prepared, both mentally and physically. Bouldering is too soon for me, cause for I know I suck at bouldering ): SOS! I'm okay with Climax, I think ... but I'm hoping to do better than LFS.

Enough of rock climbing, it is making me nervous. brrr. Now, let's proceed to something else. Oh and I read my mum's blog, I was so touched by one of her post and I almost shed a tear. Oh my god, why am I so sensative?! I love my mum, and I don't wanna disappoint her no more. I shared everything with her. Everything. She's pretty neat at times, not coming to studies though. Last night, I've been reading my diary and I just realised how lovely it started during our earlier days. When both were still soft and new about it, I don't know what made it turned sour. Its just me, exaggerating too much. Being so sensative. I shouldn't have read all my previous post with the small italic font, it made me think back how badly hurt I was. It got me a feeling of hatred with vengeful thoughts. Eventhough no one told me, I know. Its not his fault, I shouldn't have vent my anger on him these past few days. Its stupid, I know. & I got to stop this. This nuisance. I just got to. Again, why am I so sensative? So fragile? I can't help myself being like this. All the reason it happened, is because of me.

Different.Weird.Hyper.Caring.Love. That's why I'm with him, its just too complicating to understand. And right here, right now, I'm missing him terribly. So much. I wish I can grab him and say sorry like a gazillion times. I can't love anyone else like how I love him, its way too different. See? Even the clouds are crying. No link. I got to go.

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