actually do not understand what I will discuss here, but I want to spend loads and I think in this beloved blog. and even my precious story.
1) To be honest I am somewhat confused why my ability to write well enough so I did not grow back since high school. Just look at since high school, I began to rarely update this blog. I do not know what I do or think until I can not update this blog again. And this really made me disappointed. One time when my junior high school whose name I really like blogging and make some short stories which of course for their own consumption.
2) If what I will tell you about a broken heart, you know a broken heart? wow, I think everyone has felt that a broken heart. Actually I do not feel discouraged because I've often felt it:) but for this one I think Ehmm already made me hurt and heartbroken. The reason is simple and classic, if someone has a broken heart is deceived by his own boydriend. But here I differ from my position rather than his girlfriend and he's not my boyfriend. But sebagain my friends say I should wait for the day. What day? yes the day he shot me. But I see him getting away and away. If it was a bit difficult to say here because I do not understand what I wanted to write in the writing section. And immediately my story begins. I have hurt ever since I came home from the big camp. I also do not know why I can mengalamainya. And last night he said the former peak or hole with me about his behavior toward the former. And what a coincidence that my ex-friend tingkatanya but years ahead of me. And we call it that Sandra and her ex-husband we call Bambang. And began to Sandra said initially he just asked me if I talked about the closeness he shared pernag a man famous in school we were told to Bambang. Well because I never said yes I did not answer. And here sansra ni tell you all things. And in fact I feel quite strong and true feeling that Maih bambang put a sense of love and affection towards sandra. But not too meperdulikannya sandra because he did not put a sense of bambang. Pasa, I felt something that I hurt. a commonplace is known and is called a broken heart! yeah a broken heart. I started thinking about all of his behavior towards me that I always think, "he had the same feeling with me" but it is a big mistake and this is evidenced by the incident last night. Honestly I am very, very sick. But how else is also feeling his name can not be forced. And I'm confused whether I should stay here or even choose to move on?
