Thursday, September 3

who do u turn to
when the one who promised not to let u shed a tear
is the one who's making u cry now



P/S: A very gentle unfriendly reminder, this is MY ground. As and when, u feel pek chek or dulan, feel very free to move ur bloody fucking mouse to that tiny square with a cross icon on the top right hand corner of ur screen and click it cos this is not typed and posted with any slightest diplomacy.

U don't jus inform someone abt ur (suppose to be an alternative) plan when u've alrdy made a promise to someone else pressuming that that someone shld be always free, waiting for ur 'invite' out.
U don't even think there's need to apologise or even make up it up another day. Well, cos it's not ur fault at all as i'm tying ur free time up since forever.

Fyi, making a promise, means u stick to it. Not saying it for the sake of saying to patronise giving false happy hopes, cos the other party so happens to be ur girlfriend and she's suppose to compromise and understand the fact that everyone CANNOT/WON't BE ABLE to meet up for the nxt 10, 20 yrs dwn ur fucking life cos everyone is posted to different weird places.

Call me unreasonable, whatever. I don't understand and i don't think i ever will cos that's wad u always say.
I don't understand why u can't walk across one street to meet up. Oh, cos u're so shag and tired frm ur trainings and i'm not understanding at all.
I don't understand why u have to slp so early when the rest are still having pillow fights, sneakily talking on the phone. Oh, cos u're so shag and tired frm ur trainings and i won't understand cos i won't be able to experience it.
I don't understand why u have to meet the rest on the particular day when like u said, there's still friday, saturday, sunday and u alrdy promised to go out. Oh, cos it's a whole platoon thing and it's not up to u alone to decide which day to out cos the rest say thursday means thursday, die die cannot change cos they are ur lovely platoon mates and i don't understand that cos i won't have any fucking platoon mate the whole of my bloody life.

I knew smth bad will happen once u start to sound and act Mr oh-so-perfect-wonder-boyfriend. I shld really learn my lessons through this 7 mths, but i nvr did. U always lift me up on high hopes, and the make me fall on disappointment time and again.

Shop for stickers? Go out on payday? Hah. It sounds like bullshit to me nw.

Camp buddies and brothers are still the ones who comes first.

Fuck off. I'm very pissed and utterly disappointed nw.

I think i shld really stop saying no to weekend job offers. In case u haven't realised, i'm trying to squeeze out time on ur free days. U're obviously very not appreciative of the fact for all that i've done. Or worse, u're jus turning both ur blind eyes at it, cos i'm jus a pathetic girlfriend who sticks and linger abt taking up all ur free time outside camp. Whoo, my fault again. I suppose i have to apologise for this dramatic hissy fit again.