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hello, my name is charmaine.
this is my blog and i get to write whatever i want,
whenever i feel like to.
too bad if your fugly actions and thoughts appear here
if you're not happy, jolly well fuck off
because nobody told you to come here.
i urge you to think twice before spamming or leaving a comment
enjoy readers!




Sunday, May 18, 2008
yes, yesterday back from camp.
camp: I'M SO FUCKING DISAPPOINTED.
well, whatever i've plan got screwed up. so, what more can i say?
my efforts and money went down the fucking drain.
TELL ME, WHAT MORE FUCKING SHIT CAN I SAY?
you guys can see this post and come picking on me
LIKE WHAT YOU DID TO SOMEONE ELSE.
too bad, if you guys happen to read this,
and if you want to come question me.
i can only say, fucking hell this is my blog,
you are not happy with what i say, then bloody hell FUCK OFF.
and don't come back.
come on' be sensible.
didn't anyone taught you to respect people and their words and actions?
and for fuck sake, i can't find any reason or maybe even excuses to respect you.
simple, you want people to respect you, respect people first.
and mind you, we don't eat glass to grow up so therefore,
we are not fucking transparent. simple and clear cut enough to understand?
okay, enough of this. i'm just venting my anger.

anyway, tomorrow is vesak day.
and yeah, as usual tonight we have to go around different temples to pray.
it just seem so different without you going.
those prata supper, your "empty vessel makes the most noise" lingo to me.
well, 4 years have pass. its four years without you.
and i haven't got use to it. i just feel so empty.
you were once part of my life.
remember those christmas party?
remember rascal chasing me around the house?
remember rascal chasing me until my skirt drop when i climbed up the chair?
i hope you still remember. but it just seem so impossible.
now, i really wonder. do you still remember me?
i know, its all impossible.
it's all impossible when you are not here with me anymore.
and never will. ):
but i've accepted the fact that the dead can't wake up.
but, i still love you, deep down and always will.
allright, have to go for prayers already update tomorrow.
toodles.

> an extra mile still takes me nowhere.
just the way you are.