Lose.

I'll bring you, Comfort

♥ Saturday, August 16, 2008 @ 12:31 PM

I'm chatting with an irritating idiot

My prelims is finally over and 18 days time. N level will take over. This so stressing. It's more stressing if I can't bring up myself to study. Right now, I'm giving myself a few days rest before I start studying late night, Again.

Talking to the person who knows you best. It's just feel good after all. I had a pretty much talking with girlfriend yesterday. And, I didn't realise that all this while we actually have the same thinking and also the same motive. But do you realise babe, no matter what is just so hard for us to achieve our motive. I just hope god would give me one last chance and I'll show what I'm capable of doing. Right? I don't know why they just choose this way. Like the two of us say, if they were with us now. They would be beside us studying. Yes! Yes! Yes! Instead chilling under the block like nobody business. And yah babe, you never fail to make me remember the outing. It's just so unforgettable. Just hope god would be answering ma daily prayer so do yours. And yeah, I'm feeling so much better after talking to you too lah babe. Lesbians? WTH?

My Super extraordinary happy pills. Gosh! Really you just never fail to make me laugh my ass out. And because of you I always get stomach cramps. We keep insulting our own friends and yes sometimes the two of us too. I'm just thankful I got you to accompany my sleepless night. Gosh, without you I guess I'll be crying in the middle of the night. You know what parrot, you're the first person who ever hear me sing. I didn't feel embarrassed at all. And thank you so much for singing all my favourite song with your so-very-nice voice.

It's someone else who accompany my sleepless night.
It's someone else who listens to my rants.
It's someone else who makes me laugh my ass out.
It's someone else who makes jokes.
It's someone else who hear my sleepy voice.
It's someone else who tell me what he/she do during the day.
It's someone else who tell he/she misses me.
It's someone else who ask me whether have I eaten.
It's someone else who ask me did I suffer from gastric pains.
It's someone else who accompany me study.
It's someone else who sings a lullaby to me.
It's someone else who hear me complaning.
And It's someone else who says 'I Love You' to me.

Do you get what I mean? I don't want it to be someone else. I want you take all those places again and also say all those words again and I want you to be the one who makes me laugh. It's been just a while but I miss you so much. Do you feel me, baby?

Come On, Khyla! Wake Up!!!!!!!