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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
Saturday, July 07, 2007
i damn enjoyed the car ride just now.
*looking at each other through the rear mirrors*
full of his voice and jokes.
this was the shortest trip EVER to m'sia.
what a waste! first time he's with me and it ended fast.

if i tell suat hoon about this, she surely would ask me to APPRECIATE.
yes yes..APPRECIATION comes from enjoying the simple little things which we're fogged of in this fast-paced reality world.
we go for complexicity, but in the end results in ourselves getting hurt.
but we all know that said is easier than done.
in fact, we may show our appreciation to the things around us.
the question reckons only whether if we've sort out our feelings.
it's like: yes, i appreciate his care and concern
but i tend to oversee that as caring towards someone's sis.
and i just don't like this feeling.
i realise i've fallen in love with him.
& it would be nice if he falls in love with me too.

i entered JB to collect my gown for next week's pageant just now.
a nice pale lime green gown which makes me worry as well because it's tripping me over.
& so i walked with care just now during fitting but couldn't help stepping onto it.
i still remember the feeling i had over me after i've donned the dress.
when i stepped out of the room, i walked to the living room where the guys were and wanted to get their opinions.
he was there as well, watching the kids play PS2.
i strolled and appeared right in front of them, wondering how he felt.
my mind was all about him because his words matter the most to me.
frankly speaking, i was quite shy at that instant and didn't dare to look straight at him.
but what i heard from him was "beautiful"
and others said that the crown will be mine.
ok lah..i accept it but the thing is i just shut everything except words from his mouth.
haha..bad right?
you know what?
i felt like i was the bride just now yea?
and i was like walking slowly towards the groom or something.
*blush*
the picturesque image in the virtual mind.
AWESOME!
if it plays the wedding song..
wow..wonderful!
hehe.
well, i'm waiting for him to don his ultra cool tuxedo ('cause i believe he will look suave in it, and with a pair of eyes that kills, girls be prepared! see and that's all.haha.)
and i will be wearing the very same gown..holding his arm, walking down the aisle.
and tell you what..
this day is coming soon!
stay tuned*

-070707-2032
(this day happens in every decade. and i congratulate those lovebirds dedicating their life to the other on this special day.)