it been a months of breaking up, but yet i still thinking abt her, y i donno y really....
i tell her not to call me cos i don wan my tear to drop and u noe wat she scold me again... i donno how come she become like tt, watever i do she also like tt, the anger of her father...
haiz after the enjoy of the flying kite, i still rmb of my child hood......
well sunday nothing to do so write a dairy of myself and without her, i still rmb jus for her nonsence i hiting and punching myself really, i donno she still rmb ?????
haiz watever i do she will say touched but den no action one.......