tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-139969132011-06-07T07:44:30.964+08:00This is da plaCe whEre i will pouR My eVeRy sInGle feeLinG oF my Life....This iS whEre iT stArtS. be It Be Sad,hAppY,PainFul or MeMmoRable, tHe uPs anD DowNs oF Doug's lifE alL cOmeS doWn to HerEDouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996913.post-1129036166642450772005-10-11T20:47:00.000+08:002005-10-13T00:36:57.800+08:00I really hope she will give me another chance because I swear to give her all the happiness whereas i can't be sure that someone else would. I hope that she will regain the confidence and feelings for me. Today after school, after I came home to change I went out. I was sitting at bras brasah kopitiam the whole evening. It was the first time I ever ate alone. I had no appetite, just ate chicken rice. I did not add rice or side dishes which I usually do whenever we ate together. We would always have a feast together.<br />I really miss the feeling of her sitting beside me. Whenever I look around, its just myself at the table. I miss sharing a drink with her, miss feeding her and likewise, she feeding me. Why must this happen? Can it all be just a dream that I can wake up from it?<br />After finishing my meal, I did not know where to go, what to do, I've lost my directions in life. All I could do was to sit there and look at couples after couples passing by the door, holding hands. How i wished this could happen again. I am really very sad. With the feeling that half of me was gone. I left after about an hour, walked on the streets carrying my favourite bag, the nike bag she gave me for my birthday. Something was missing. I could swing my hands, put them in my pockets but no matter what, there wasn't her hand for me to hold.<br />I have totally lost interest in looking at girls. All i want is just to look at her, no one else. I took bus 106 home, a familiar bus for us but this time I am alone without her. No one complained about the air con being cold. I could imagine her presence with me all along, but she is just not with me. The pain and sorrows was just too immense. I sat alone, on the inside seat.<br />I reached Holland Village, memmories of the past came back. I could visualise the times we walked together, holding hands. We studied there, ate the nasi lemak, laksa, fish soup sold there. We often also go there to look at pets and replenish princess's food whenever it is finished.<br />I really wished all these wouldn't have happened and i could be at that place at that time, without needing to visualise my memmories with her. Can I ever live without her? What will become of me if she don't come back.<br /><br />I really can't imagine.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996913-112903616664245077?l=duckiedougduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996913.post-1129034766427597012005-10-11T20:45:00.000+08:002005-10-11T20:46:06.426+08:00<!--Begin iWebTunes.com Code --><script language="javascript">var nid = "4690"; var dj = "infinite";</script><script src="<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996913-112903476642759701?l=duckiedougduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996913.post-1129017914791851202005-10-11T15:48:00.000+08:002005-10-13T00:40:47.870+08:00This day has come, is it really true that a person will not appreciate someone till that person leaves you? I guess it is a reality for me. I've really learnt my lesson through this heart slitting incident. I am a fucker, I admit. I am given such a good girl, and considering that how I look and how i am? I really regret all the hurt i have caused her, she has been through thick and thin with me. But yet, stupid me don't appreciate her love and take her for granted. When then will I learn my lesson?<br />Now, i finally did, it really hurts me alot. With the pain of the breakup, she not giving wanting to give me a chance to prove that i am wrong, and a competetor. I know, based on how i treat her all these while, any guy of my age would treat her better. I really hate myself alot. Whatever i say might seem real childish and that i am doing this to voice out to her and it's on purpose. But the truth is that i really can't take it and i have no one to turn to. Perhaps whatever i am feeling now was how she felt last time, but i really really regret. I really wished time could turn back to the past. I really want to be loved by her again, stop all my nonsense and treat her how she should be treated. Give her all the love, warmth, care and concern.<br />She had a blog entry asking if i would love her if she is who she is? My answer is yes, but it seems all too late. The tables have turned, now i am the one who needs to ask the question. But i would say: Would you love me if i can change for you immediately and promise no harm and sadness in your life.<br />I know she has been hurt by me till so much that she hates me now, feel no love. I really wish she can have confidence in me again to prove this to her. I really don't know what to do, living alone without her. I miss the days we eat at harbourfront, how we eat curry puff on 143, how i used to bring you fishing, how we went cycling together, everything doing with her, i miss it really alot. No matter what i say i really do miss and regret.<br />If the special person does read this post, i really regret for whatever i have done. All i wish for in my life is to be given a chance again. You said that you can't wait to get married with me and start a fam<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996913-112901791479185120?l=duckiedougduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996913.post-1126410939382563322005-09-11T11:55:00.000+08:002005-09-11T11:55:39.386+08:00<!--Begin iWebTunes.com Code --><script language="javascript">var nid = "6540"; var dj = "infinite";</script><script src="<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996913-112641093938256332?l=duckiedougduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13996913.post-1119888955594437682005-06-28T00:15:00.000+08:002005-06-28T00:15:55.596+08:00<em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Finally, Douglas has created his very own blog and decide to put his feelings and thinkings into this smart invention which he was not interested in then. Though its been quite awhile since my friends had already set up an account, it is never too late to start i guess. Well, to all my friends out there, hope you will have an enjoyable time as you go through with me my thoughts and feelings in which please do commend or give me suggestions. Thank you. God bless. </span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13996913-111988895559443768?l=duckiedougduck.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>DouGhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06406965672463155807noreply@blogger.com