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the.girl


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
Friday, April 27, 2007
thanks rena..
a simple sms showed me your care and concern.
& in fact you've sent me tons of it.
haha..
appreciate it!
thanks again :D

wowwww..i dare not believe it.
my mood is affected by him.
i can switch from feeling happy to lousy and vice versa because of him?
YES!
madness! now my mood is not within my control.
*knock knock* are you still sylvia?
=p i could not explain how i felt when i saw him just now.
after he left, i was flashing my smile from head to toe.
even mommy asked me why i was so happy.
i love looking into his eyes because they give me hope.
they give me strength to move out of the darkness.
they made me believe in myself.
perhaps in them, i can see a better reflection of myself as someone who is fuller with lots of potential.
they are like the little stars whch showed me the way and guide me to the pathway of light.
no joke.
it's no wonder people say that eyes are the windows to our soul...

i declare:
i like him (as a friend)?
& i still need some time to get over pat.
today i saw him online again.
but i didn't talk to him.
since he's so slack now, he has loads of time to recall our promise.
it's plain obvious that he is "bo xim"..
T_T
disappointment and disappointment overtime.
sick of it!

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