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Saturday, June 24, 2006 Jayme
can i say? i don't really like Jayme now..
she is like... quite irritating..
and almost everytime i ask her out, she will like okok.. i will go..
then say she don't want 2 go on that day.. LAST MINUTE lorhs..!! i really hate that..!!
everytime she said that.. i will like. very angry.. and don't feel like asking her out any more..
but i still ask her out.. lols.. my fault larhs.. then she don't want 2 go again last minute..!!
iya.. dun care larhs.. she also don't feel anything... she think nothing was wrong at all..
cause.. she is happy den can le..
and like i am forcing her..

now, i am not going 2 call her out le.. TRYING NOT TO.
i am trying..

one more thing.. she aways say things like wtf, fuck..
i don't like..
then everything i say her.. she will like..
u oso got say b4 mahs..

remember? that day..
when dawn go 2 Jayme's huse.. then Dawn said chi bai..
then Jyame was like.. not happy..
she say Dawn don't respect her.. and she don't like 2 said these words..
and she say dawn only talk vulgar..

then she keep saying vulgar..

-weiwei-


3:38 AM

WEI

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling.