woke up @ 7 to found out that my tongue and throat got a few ulcer, aite still ok and den my stomach starts to churn abit.. but i didnt care much so i went to bath...i felt the water was really cold, even at the norm temp i use to bath... so i went to take the thermometer... *beep* 38.2... i was like O.O wtp... ok i better go check out the doc.. so i smsed khye n pui... i went to the doc @ 9pm and check out what happened... but in the middle of waiting for the doc...
A sms came to me "kenneth: Guys please pray for nick. He's not feeling well." kinda lead me to think, am i part of Proj O? why just him? slowly it leads me to thinking.... all the while when i am sick and sorta thing... no one sms me either... why do i request for such? why @ times when i was talking to sumone and den when i ask hey what are u doing 2molo... "2molo we practicing @ 2pm mah u dunno meh?".... why @ times when i am in studio when all of them talking a certain thing and i ask what issit abt ppl will say "why u everything also dunno one". Why do i feel i am in my own cg called DN2 rather than DN1.. why? i think i truly am sumone that is kinda invisible in DN1... totally... i am just another burden i gues....
Me:"i am the weakest in proj O."
"ya i can see"
Me:*fake grin*
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Me:"where u all now?"
"we all now at orchard, chilling out and having fun without you!"
Me:"ok bb"
(is that necessary?)
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do i get the chance to explain the hurts? i guess no one really cared much.
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"hey Jacky u have money mah i am like really poor now"
Me:"i tot i told u that i will return u when the pay come"
"yea but i'm like really poor now"
Me:*phone rings answers the call*
(if u understand already that i am really poor to the point where i get only $50/2 weeks and tat the pay really hasnt much come in yet, den the details are more than sufficient to tell u not to ask me and if u have to ask me, ask me in sum other place like not in a taxi with other ppl around, what will u feel when i ask u for the money to return when i know u do not have the finance to return me infront of ur friend?)
tho i still thank you for the times u have treat me and stuff
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Me:"hey can i drink?"
"no"
*remains quiet*
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Me:"hey i help u take bag?"
"nvm its ok"
Me:"hey u wanna seat?"
"dun wan"
This way round u r just making the man embarass and rejecting their manhood..
tho i still regret the time of not being able to help pui man in carrying the bag away for the tray
(well yea where's my manhood)
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"The unstable award"
"there"
*points at me*
Me:*fake laugh*
(so much so of being in a cg being loyal for so long..)
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"CAN U FOCUS MAH"
*in position*
Me:"omg lac la, we're in a team"
"but its like so long ler, COme on!"
*fake laughs* X 4
it's been so many time i've pulled back my temper, exchanging a roar for a smile or a laugh... can i do it anymore?
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"Hey i feel ur this and this arh cannot make it, u r applying too much of ur style"
Me:"yeah i have to learn the steps b4 i apply the style in"
"yeah but its better for u to learn the steps and the style"
Me:"yeah i will do so once i nail down the steps"
"but if u get stick to ur own style too much u will stick with it forever"
Me:"but i have to nail down the steps first don i"
"yea i guess its ur way.... But i feel u wont make it like this"
why do u wanna add ur own comment in the last sentence? haiz...
there's so much i wanna rant... so much i wanna tell to a person..... so much i just need to shout out... Lord take it all..... just take it...
i wish my cousin didnt have to leave on tues...
YOUR OWN WAY-;
- 10:21 PM