Wednesday, June 21, 2006
when feng called and said you're sick.. my first reaction was:huh? how come? very worried till my face look constipated. haha.. thats wat uncle zainal said.
thinking of bringing u to see doctor..
but i think u will reject me..
thought of getting u some med or smth..
im scare u have drug allergy.. i don'te want u to end up like my daugh..
thinking of getting u flowers..
i scare u think too much..
thought of giving u a bear with a helium balloon..
chickens scold me mad..
my creativity cells died.. i have no idea left..
not gonna give u anything..
just hope u take care..
drink loads of water..
have plenty of rest..
wanted to message u that, if not feeling well, don'te go to work..
but i think don'te need.. u will only reply me half way..
stop sigh-ing.. u're getting older each dae..
trying and forcing myself to give up..
why didnt u reject me straight? doesnt it make your life better..
and my heart less hurt?
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