i am huixiu, NOT xiuhui, huixin, huixui etc. stop misspelling my name.
08apr. fifteen-to-be.
coral secondary school(singapore), concert band, flute/piccolo.
(L) : sunflowers, calla lilies, stars, music, love and pretty things.
(H) : teletubbies, barney, and all stupid things purple.
laugh, cry, scream, bitch. i can do whatever you can, and more.
i don't see why you should judge me, if i don't judge you.
in love, with my personal homer simpson, except hotter, less stupid.
msn || coral.band || 2/2.08 || 1/2.08 || facebook|| friendster
Tuesday, May 08, 2007 @ 5/08/2007 08:04:00 PM
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its a bad day.
i didnt have enough sleep.
went to school looking half dead.
slept between papers.
fuck.
went library aft. school.
saw that irritant there.
unlucky.
she grabbed on to me like i'm hers or something.
fuck you bitch.
go away.
was in a bad mood.
went to loyang point with anna and mut.
met hoi, shihui and michelle.
your message hurt.
badly.
i couldnt take it.
everyone could tell that i wasnt right.
went mac's.
they ate.
i sat there.
doing nothing.
lay my head down.
and cried.
hoi asked why.
i didnt want to say anything.
you asked mut for help.
she didnt know what to do.
she showed me the message.
i did nothing.
i just cancelled the message.
and boy, i cried.
i'm telling you.
you made me cry.
for the first in nine months.
you made me cry out of sadness.
michelle gave me a pat on the shoulder.
said everything was ok.
nothing's ok.
everything went wrong.
mut asked if i was ok.
i wasnt.
i just said i was.
i lied a white lie.
your message just hurt so deeply.
you may have thought of it as a joke.
it wasnt funny.
it tore me apart.
how many times have we gone through this.
i told you i'd love you endlessly.
i told you that you were irreplaceble.
yet you compared.
you compared yourself to my friends.
boy, i'm telling you this.
neither my friends nor you are irreplaceble.
dont compare yourself with others.
because you are not them.
you told me sorry.
boy, sorrys are'nt what i want.
a person can say sorry a million times.
and still repeat the same mistake.
you promised me you'd never compare yourself with others again.
you broke that promise.
many times before.
and i forgave you.
maybe its because of this.
you think sorry is a solution.
yes, a solution.
but not a long-term solution.
i'm telling you now.
from the bottom of my heart.
i'm not made of stone.
i have feelings.
i do cry.
i do bleed.
and i do feel.
and boy,
i cried for you.
this heart of mine.
it shattered.
and there's no super glue to help you mend it.
you dont understand.
you cant keep telling me every single thing.
there are things a girl doesnt want to hear.
its bad.
and i dont like this feeling.
it hurts so bad.
so leave me alone.
just for this while.
perhaps a day or two.
i need to calm myself down.
i need to pick myself up again.
and i need to mend this fuckened heart of mine.
its giving me problems.
because of a single word you said.
thats how much i love you.
love you enough to treat every word you say seriously.