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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Thursday, March 01, 2007


hmm..when can I have my own ad?

I have been munching on bak kwa whole day long. Cannot help it, that's my snack cause other fuels ran low. Fattening leh..but it's still my favorite and sooner or later they will be finished by me! MOMMY I NEED FOOD!

Class95 Yas recommended a bak chor me stall at bedok north market. I remember that place cause pat ordered food from that particular stall. It was INDEED delicious....*especially now when my stomach's growling*

I'm trying to re-define LOVE today. Not quite successful though. I guess love incorporates physical, emotional and spiritual romance. The fact is LOVE requires physical actions now and then to rekindle that kind of feelings at the beginning honeymoon stage. My definition changes as time passes me by. I believe that the power of love is not determined by the amount of sweet talk your companion has told you to date, but by the intrusive challenge of time. If two persons can't see each other every day but they can still remain in each other's heart, let me tell you, this is then called LOVE. It is able to withstand the cruelty of time which leads to many failing relationships. I guess, this is the highest level one can ever attain. What's yours?

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