the higher you get, the harder you fall

i was so high, and i just crashed back down to earth, maybe deeper down. you know how it goes. i hate it when plans screw up. this is the fourth time. i'm sick of it. coming from one who doesn't make plans, i hate it when this happens. even when you read this, it's too late. i'm too angry for now. i can't even be bothered to say anything to you.

thanks faidz. for lending a listening ear for five minutes before fire drill. you really are a good friend. thanks for caring and still offering to be a part of my life, even though we're not on the same floor of the hotel anymore. and for still being concerned about me and my erratic behaviour online and during asean quiz. i feel so, comforted knowing that you're watching over me despite being across the Causeway. and for making me feel good and the sweet words of affection sometimes. thank you thank you thank you. raah! must come down to singapore in december. fly down drive down, walk, cycle,... you mustmustmust come. and we'll have fun. you've got a choice, just you and me or whatever. as long as you pay. :))) and i'll go up to kl at the first possible chance i get and you can show me around town in your car. (i want to know what car you drive) thanks: the man, abang, datuk F, di-tanjung katong partner. whatever, i lov you all the same.