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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
Monday, February 08, 2010
in front of other people's eyes, i may be a siao ding dong who's crazy about going-to-KL thingy and all day long she hopes and plans for just a short trip there to see notti.
do you guys know that im very serious about it?
i hope that it's not just the words and plain hopes that keep me saint.
i mean it.
lets put it to action, shall we?
i've got the money and passport ready and i'm always on the stand-by mode to fly (hahaha..just like an air-stewardess..)

perhaps....and perhaps maybe some things can be settled once and for all.

i think im sort of prepared for the worst. 3/4 of my heart chides me to let go of everything but the last bit of it conflicts a hopeful and positive ending.
i still hope that one day he will say that he loves me.
it will really be love.....love.
im so sad.
rena and none of my colleagues support me.

you know what?
i wore the blue dress today.
the same as what i've worn on the 1st trip 2nd day when i sent you off.
the MORNING and the day..........................
i will not forget every single detail.
like how u kept my shivering hand in your pocket..
to me, thats my version of pocketful of sunshine.

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