Thursday, June 16, 2011
{ 7:01 PM }
I seriously need someone to give a one tight slap.
On days when I'm drinking a little over limit, I'd cry till my eyes are like goldfishes'. And for today, a healthy wednesday night with the AFA, that we are free from alcohol but playing mahjong at Kok's.
Ended at 0100 while the berry gets charged up, mobile was bombarded with missed calls and text messages asking if I'm at the club. Being a good girl for the night, went home after mahjong.
THEN, my hands have to be itchy enough to text him. Had a small chat but he made me nervous when he asked a question which in actual fact, made me kinda upset.
That question made it seemed like the times we had together, doesn't matter to him at all.
"The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it
To the beat"
