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Name Joanna the gen|e.
Birthdate 27th Oct 1988 .
School MMU Malacca Campus .
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Saturday, June 07, 2008

My Story ♥

my love

someone maked me very angry today. i traveled all the way to his house. and instead of being all lovey dovey and missing me since its been days since we last seen each other, he was looking uneasily left and right. and rushing me to go back in case his aunt from next door came out and saw us. after passing me my stuff which is the purpose i went all the way to his house, he was like..okay, can go back already. and repeatingly telling me her aunt or uncle might come out. and his brother might see and blabbers to his parents. as it was, his parents were not in. nobody was in the house except him and his brother. i wanted to go in and have a look, maybe have a hug or two since i kinda miss his smell after so many princess diaries. yet, all he gave me is cold shoulder and suddenly, all my amazing plans went down the drain. starting the engine and u-turned out the dead end and took a last glance of him. my heart just break a little seeing he was no longer there. already, the gates were closed and the front door closed with the curtain drawn. am i so unpresentable? i speed the way down to the main road. the hurt rise to my throat, and eyes a bit blurry. maybe its just the drizzle on the windshield. needless to say, the stereo was blasting the speaker off. brain unable to think properly, i accidentally took a wrong turn into a one way road. getting scold by uncle motocylist just add to the list of unhappiness.

alas, 2 hours later, someone realize his wrong and call for forgiveness. he was so sweet and loving and my heart melt. the supposedly silent treatment i planned to give forgotten. as long as there's his voice, playfully teasing me laughing, saying the soft words, i will be as good as new.

i noe i'm hopeless. but i wish to stay this way if it means staying hopeless. at least for me, it is hopelessly in love.

i love you (since you say i never say. its YOU who seldom say okay!)

*muacks*



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