It's officially a year now.
And I miss you, tons.
And I miss you, tons.
I miss your singing.
I miss your sweet talks.
I miss the way you laugh.
I miss the way we use to chat from midnight till dawn. *Yes, I know it's insane*
I miss the conversations we use to have.
And yes, baby angel gone wild.
I just miss everything that has connection to you, the time we had together.
I know I'm plain stupid to remember all this.
And I do understand that promises are said to be broken.
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[2 December 2009]
December is suppose to be a happy month. But for me? It's complicated. I'm moody enough during the month of December, and now you wanna me to suffer more?
First, you took my pendrive and deleted all the files there.
Then, you took my earphone.
And now, you took my mp3.
What's next? I really can't imagine.
I spent my whole day searching for my mp3 in my room. I know exactly I put my things, and I remember I saw it there. Don't tell me that it vanish itself as if it has magic? I asked you nicely in the afternoon and you show me your shit-face.
So I waited for my mom and her mom to come back, and I told her that my mp3 is missing. So her mum asked for her bag and she keep saying that it's not with her and raise her voice. So what if you raise your voice? It isn't in her bag, and her mom asked her again, nicely. And she show her shit-face again say she didn't took it. So my mum confronted her and you know what she say? She says that everytime we lost something, we blame her for it. Hello? Everytime we lost something, guess where we found those stuffs? In her hands! She raise her voice and say we weren't being fair with her because we always blame her when we lose our stuffs. And guess what? My mp3 is really in her hands! And guess where she left it? In my grandpa's place!
I asked her why she did that? And why she didn't return it to me when she give me back my pendrive and earphone. She say she wanna borrow my mp3 and listen to the songs in it. It's just plain rubbish! If you wanna borrow, can't you ask? And if you really plan to borrow, why left it there and not returning it to me? She just kept quiet and keep crying. And she didn't plan to admit it at first, until her mom recalled that she saw my mp3 when they search her bag for my pendrive and she say that she gave it back to her friend already. C'mon la, give a better excuse, okay? All your friends is at Sandakan and you have no friends in K.L!
You better pray hard that my mp3 is still at my grandpa's place and my granpa didn't threw it away or whatever shit reasons! That mp3 is my present when I scored straight A's for my UPSR. And that is a meaningful present from my dad to me! Even if you really buy back the exact same model and colour to me, but the meaning of the present is never the same!
[2 December 2009]
December is suppose to be a happy month. But for me? It's complicated. I'm moody enough during the month of December, and now you wanna me to suffer more?
First, you took my pendrive and deleted all the files there.
Then, you took my earphone.
And now, you took my mp3.
What's next? I really can't imagine.
I spent my whole day searching for my mp3 in my room. I know exactly I put my things, and I remember I saw it there. Don't tell me that it vanish itself as if it has magic? I asked you nicely in the afternoon and you show me your shit-face.
So I waited for my mom and her mom to come back, and I told her that my mp3 is missing. So her mum asked for her bag and she keep saying that it's not with her and raise her voice. So what if you raise your voice? It isn't in her bag, and her mom asked her again, nicely. And she show her shit-face again say she didn't took it. So my mum confronted her and you know what she say? She says that everytime we lost something, we blame her for it. Hello? Everytime we lost something, guess where we found those stuffs? In her hands! She raise her voice and say we weren't being fair with her because we always blame her when we lose our stuffs. And guess what? My mp3 is really in her hands! And guess where she left it? In my grandpa's place!
I asked her why she did that? And why she didn't return it to me when she give me back my pendrive and earphone. She say she wanna borrow my mp3 and listen to the songs in it. It's just plain rubbish! If you wanna borrow, can't you ask? And if you really plan to borrow, why left it there and not returning it to me? She just kept quiet and keep crying. And she didn't plan to admit it at first, until her mom recalled that she saw my mp3 when they search her bag for my pendrive and she say that she gave it back to her friend already. C'mon la, give a better excuse, okay? All your friends is at Sandakan and you have no friends in K.L!
You better pray hard that my mp3 is still at my grandpa's place and my granpa didn't threw it away or whatever shit reasons! That mp3 is my present when I scored straight A's for my UPSR. And that is a meaningful present from my dad to me! Even if you really buy back the exact same model and colour to me, but the meaning of the present is never the same!
