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STARRY NIGHT
♥ Monday, August 13, 2007

heyhey

tomorrow is a sad day
i don't know what's wrong with me okay. i don't wanna be emo anymore. but the thing is...
it all happened so fast.
i didn't have time to react. i didn't feel like crying at all.

people say...
when you're feeling sad, you should cry your heart out.
HAH. it's a big joke. and the thing is...
my heart is broken, i'm still trying to get over it. and i absolutely can't force any tears out.

It all happened within a month. you were like a passing car. and when i was hoping i could get into the car which i hoped would be better than the previous car, you pushed me out of it.

OH SHIT. this sounds so like literature. and i'm allergic to lit.
argh.

okay. the thing is... i'm not going to brood over a broken relationship.
i'm not going to brood over a passing someone. people come and go... and i'll make new friends!

YOU are not going to waste my time ever again.
"WE CAN STILL BE FRIENDS". sorry. i don't believe in that anymore. once we're broken, we shall never speak to each other again.
we shall never interfere with what each other are doing.

whatever new girlfriend you have, i'm not gonna care.

I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.
I'VE LET GO OF YOU.

I won't cry and i'll move on! ((:

for those people who are afraid i might climb up a ladder and jump down to kill myself, or slash myslef with my maths test paper, or chop my head off by slamming the dustbin lid over my head.
nah, i'm not gonna kill myself.

no black nails. they spoil my nails. NAILS NEEDA BREATHE... (that's true okay!)


MEL IS A HAPPY KID! though quite stressed.

this part is reagarding CCA:

AHH!!! the booksale how?????????????????????
you guys wanna torture your president issit??

ANNOUNCEMENT: this wednesday have meeting. at about 3.
committee members meet at 3.30. got meeting with teacher-in-charge.
and then we needa discuss senoirs farewell and book sale!
oh wait, we still got loads more things to discuss.

mel is slow and stressed today )):

♥ MEL
11:26 PM