I cannot deny that I miss you very, very much. I have to admit my handphone is now quiet without you sms-ing me all the time. And it feels weird not hearing your voice before I hit the sheets. Still, the memories of you marks everything I do.

Why oh why. Why am I sucha bitch? I've done it before and now I'm repeating it again. Mistakes after mistakes. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I do feel bad but I can't help it. Can somebody just take a gun and shoot me? Or better, I'll just build a sampan and migrate to Pulau Ubin.

Honestly I do not know what I'm doing with my life. My boring, bitchy and pathetic life. Gosh, I am a loser.

Suppose to meet someone today, but I had to cancel it. Maybe I have to follow my family to East Coast Park for this Kpak Bing Bing thingy. Cheebs!