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rely on me.
i'm your soul.

Me.

May Bo
13th Dec 1990
20. w.t.f.
AHPS, GESPS, NTSS, JJC, University of Buffalo @ SIM

loves.

The colour RED
Bitchin'
Family + friends


wants.

-Burberry bag/wallet
-Lots & Lots of lurvely shoes
-Burberry PERFUME
-Juicy Couture Charms Bracelet
-Blinged nails
-A pouch
- ABOVE ALL I WANT MONEY!! lol
- Material needs aside, I want that someone.


hearts talking.


alternative exits.

|Jody|
|Huiying and Cindy|
|Shi Wan|
|Su Min and May bo|
|Jehanne|
|Vanessa|
|Tian Shun|
|Cindy Goh|

my days, not yours.

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I am like insanely pissed.
Thursday, March 12, 2009

Oh wait I dun think I'm pissed lol. Disappointed? Sad? Angry? I dunno.
Ryan around afternoon smsed me " sorry, I know there's no excuse for me leaving u at Tampines. I was juz really moody that day, really sorry. Love you."

Ok..:
1. Just 1 sms? Sincerity absent much?
2. U moody den dun need tell me dat u nt coming de meh? If u tell me u cant make it I think I'll feel better rather den making me wait for 1 hr for nth. Thanks for letting me wait. AND making me worry for NOTHING.
3. Love me? lol. Joke. Love me den leave me dere to rot? Thanks.
4. I rmb a promise: "I promise I won't ever hurt u or make u sad/cry again." Bullshit. Wad did u just do? Huh? Can't hear u, oh, right, hurt me and made me cry, yup.
5. When I called, u said u wif ur fren now so cant talk to me. So.. Ur fren more impt den trying to explain to me?
6. Thanks for the free tears. Oh and thanks for the wasted trip ALL THE BLOODY WAY TO TAMPINES.

I can just imagine the convos:
Ryan: U dun understand wad I went thru that day.. all my frens decided not to come for the chalet, etc etc...
Me: So.. Now it's my fault that I waited 1 hour and called u countless times and u nvr reply me la? And it's my fault that u didn't bother to tell me u nt coming la?

Jody: He's full of shit la.. Come I intro bk to u.
Sumin: o.o den u worried for nth la dude? Tsk, give up on him la, he's a jerk.

Eh u noe that Craig David song that I just posted? I wish I can tell him that lor. I just DON'T LOVE YOU NO MORE. Haven't reach that point tsk. Stupid Ryan better make it up to me. That song TOTALLY describes him la bloody hell. So ironic that we(me and that idiot) heard this song when we went Marina Sq e other day.

P.S: Sorry wanwan! I switched off my phone (which is why I didn't see ur msg) cuz dun wanna listen to him and his excuses. I mean I didn't receive any smses or missed calls from him, so I guess e switching off phone is like wasted. Bleagh I HOPE HE CAN BLOODY LIKE FEEL HOW I FELT WHN HE DIN ANS MY PHONE CALLS. I'll make sure I do it nxt time to him. DUN ANS ANY CALLS FROM HIM. yay.

Edit: Yayness, I have a fucking INTENSE stomachache. Fuck.

-May Bo-
Feelin' like a fool cuz YOU let ME down~


♥ 12:01 AM