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Thursday, July 22, 2010 @ 11:17 AM

I am just very pissed with someone and I know this is the maximum I can tolerate. It's been a long time and I always tell myself to forgive her. I always keep it to myself because I know everything will be fine in the end. Many times, it just lead to disappointment, seriously.

Most of the time, I will be the one planning the venue and time to meet and there's this many many times where I get disappointed but I just kept quiet. On rare occasions when I ask for suggestions, some would give and I just go along. In the end, that someone would back out last minute i.e. 'I not sure lei.. Not very accessible...' sounds familiar? and all the time, it takes her zillion years to reply messages or she don't reply at all.

Everytime I try to plan something, a part of me would regret... a part of me would say ' you're just wasting your time doing all these..' Seriously, I don't feel appreciated. It's hard to meet up when everyone is so busy and when FINALLY... everyone is free, someone would just back out. her boyfriend, her dog, her family.... What about us? In her eyes, are we nothing?

Why Don had to leave? I think you're responsible for this question too. I won't say too much on this though cos' it doesn't really concern me. I don't know how much you've said behind my back but do you know that colleagues can never be friends? How did Kevin know so much about me when i didn't even tell him a single shit about my personal life?

Sometimes when you lie, be careful.. because when people starts to talk about it, everything's exposed. I don't know if it's true, some other says that you're a hypocrite and I'm not as cunning as you. *I never knew you were but I'm glad that I'm not*

There's hell lot more but I shall stop here. I am very very disappointed.


Sadly, I have reached my limit.


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.Daphne Tan.
.27 Sept 1989.
.Has got sweet tooth.
.Always in holiday mood.
.Oblivious.
.Forgetful.
.Dislikes children.