tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58004174958559813302012-02-15T23:02:07.273-08:00MichelleYeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07846474360454799891noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800417495855981330.post-16812252093583133162009-09-05T06:40:00.000-07:002009-09-05T06:40:12.195-07:00This is not the first time. Not the first time being hurt so deeply by him. Not the first time Pris and Xy blame me for nothing. Not the first time there are so many thinngs happened in school. Not the first time shedding so many tears because of him. Not the first time i am being hurt.....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800417495855981330-1681225209358313316?l=michelleyeeyumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MichelleYeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07846474360454799891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800417495855981330.post-56255756878654751672009-09-05T06:35:00.000-07:002009-09-05T06:36:18.646-07:00That guy had really changed alot. Alot indeed. I am feeling that we are drifting further and further away from each other. He used to tell me little little things and secrets. He used to share happiness with me. But sadly now, we ignore each other without a hi or bye. Lots of things happened in school. Pris and Xy always blame me for nothing. Anyway, this is not the first time. maybe i am used to it. Used to getting hurt by him, used to blame wrong by Pris and Xy. Not the first time....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800417495855981330-5625575687865475167?l=michelleyeeyumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MichelleYeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07846474360454799891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800417495855981330.post-63071515304190773932009-06-09T16:33:00.000-07:002009-09-06T16:33:46.516-07:00Missing him is a suffering thing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800417495855981330-6307151530419077393?l=michelleyeeyumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MichelleYeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07846474360454799891noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5800417495855981330.post-7251212725547577232009-06-09T16:23:00.000-07:002009-09-06T16:27:48.075-07:00Cloud9. I saw this sweet when i was shopping in Malaysia. This is the first sweet ha ever gave me in 2008. I think of him again. I can't forget him. There are lots of things to remind me of him. Since he want me to forget him, he should not leave traces of memory about him behind...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5800417495855981330-725121272554757723?l=michelleyeeyumi.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MichelleYeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07846474360454799891noreply@blogger.com0