yeah. that's my heart you heard.
it broke yesterday and somehow it's still breaking into more pieces today. more like crushing. it's a miracle that i'm actually not dead yet. now i know it's impossible to die from a broken heart. but you'll inevitably live long enough to suffer the aftermaths..
enough is enough. yesterday was the last straw. the biggest blow for the poor battered heart to hold up anymore. if all that happened before this were like being flung bricks at, yesterday was like someone just drop a 1000000 tonnes boulder on the heart. how isit possible for anything to survive that??
but judging by the trend of how things turned out lately, i wouldn't be surprised if i got hit by the shuttle bus tomorrow or something just as bad.
oh my poor heart. it couldn't even rest in peace now when it's already in pieces (pun unintended).
can you blame me then for couldn't help feeling a bit happier thinking about the suicidal options i had?.
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haih apalah jadi aunty?
don't say that lah. we still want you alive you know. so that we can like torture you for ourselves. cheer up.
Thanks ar..it's just that i'm having a particularly bad sem. i did rili badly for my exam papers actually, and i guess i just put too much expectation on myself. with all the other sucky stuffs stacking up, the papers just made me feel rili lousy and useless..it's ok now though.=) and i suggest we pick someone else to torture instead. share the fun!!!hahaha!!
Cheer up!!
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