___u break my heart, i'll break ur head__

Saturday, July 22, 2006

It's almost like magic. Everytime i change my wallpaper to Cristiano Ronaldo's 'too-hot-to-be-true' posters, within a period of just half a day, it'd be gone. Replaced by the likes of Wayne 'Balloon' Rooney and my darling's favourite devil, Ole Gunner Solskjaer. It's not like i don't know the source behind that magic - my dearest lil brother. Yes, ever since that Rooney-Cris incident, Ronaldo became his all-time most hated player. Well, that's no problem for me. I'm always up for a little rivalry. Just one problem though. YOU DO NOT SHOVE MY CRIS INTO THE RECYCLE BIN OKAY. I'll sic a car onto you if u do that, i swear.

Work was fine today. I served David Beckham's dead ringer a banana shake and two strawberry sundaes. They really look alike. And i think he knows. And i think he's beginning to get use to the attention. And i think he's loving it. Ass. You DO NOT try to steal my captain's fame okay. On a totally different frequency, i love inline...but i miss the main cafe. I particularly miss the "Proceed to your right, ya." Hahah. Oh wells. *shrugs*

Sometimes, i just loathed myself for being such a nice, wonderful girlfriend. A girlfriend who decides to get mad at her guy but melts down just as she hears his voice. A girlfriend who despite was having such a bad fucking stupid shitty asshead day, would never ever vent out her anger at her boyfriend, making him her victim. A girlfriend who would sms her boyfriend a gd morning, gd afternn and gd night msg everyday without fail, even when she's super tired, half-asleep and feeling completely stressed out. A girlfriend who doesn't care if it isn't her fault, for she says sorry even if its clear he's the one in the wrong. A girlfriend who never ever would ever use "Hey, im too busy at the moment" excuse

Maybe due to all that, i am beginning to feel wiped out. I hate it when he does that. When he leaves me not knowing what's going on. It hurts like getting stabbed sixteen thousand times. I just wanna be there. I don't want him to push me away when problems come. I don't want him to hang up on me, making me cry there and then. I admit, as wonderwoman as i may be, i have the most fragile of all hearts u can find. All he gotta do is call me and say "Dear, i cant meet you today. I got something on ah. Bye," ....and boom, you'll see the tears fall. Really. Simple things liddat hurt that much.

I love him. And i wish i could stop myself from being hurt over the simplest stupidest things on earth. And i wish i wouldn't have to cry because of him anymore. And i wished he realises how much he'd hurt me sometimes. Doesn't matter though...i still love him. I'll never stop. Not 'til we get Tiara and maybe six sisters and brothers for her. Heheh. =)

This i promise you.

11:34 PM