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Friday, February 29, 2008

hi guys.. back to blog.. yeah.. a bit disturbed abt something... so decided to come here n pour out a bit...

on our way home.. dear drivin.. n this time round, he was waiting for the traffic to U turn.. n a new driver.. lady... cut his queue.. n b4 he saw it was a female driver.. he was cursing.. n after he saw the driver.. he decided to keep quiet n let her cut.. nvm.. then.. when reaching the traffic light.. that lady driver suddenly U-turn.. i reali mean suddenly.. she drove all the way to the front.. over the front line.. like turnin right.. but end up suddenly U-turn... n dear got to sudden brake.. n yet he nv curse.. which is reali rare for him.. n honestly.. i felt like slapping him.. i'm jus sittin behind with Merrick.. n yet he can be so engrossed in that ger.. no.. i shld sae a car full of gers...

sometime, when u are livin in the heaven.. within one min, u can be dropped to the ground.. thght that for the past wk, it is a veri sweet week for us.. but jus one min, he can let me fall right down to the ground.. n yet, he didn't realise.. nvm.. jus take it i'm silly.. i shldn't take his word so seriously ba.. i noe ALL GUYS looks n drool over gers... but u shldn't n cant do it in front of your wife right? i mean.. i'm not even a gf... i'm a WIFE... i guess all ladies understand my feelin..

to tink that i was feelin gulity over the fact that i keep goin clubbin.. wth.. i shld jus get to noe other guys... why i even bother to sae no to guys that wanna befriend me? i mean.. i noe they have ulterior motive for wanting to noe me... but at least they give me the attention i want.. but he doesn't.. he is all abt his car, his games, his works n other gers..

bloodly shit.. why i'm a MARRIED lady, typing this type of things on my blog... n everything here is wat a MARRIED lady shldnt be typing..

ok.. will stop here for nw.. time to go cool down.. bye peeps~

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