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[26 Jul 2010] |
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Won't be updating my blog till further notice. :)
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[23 Jul 2010] |
 "Someday, we'll forget the hurt, the reason we cried and who caused us pain. We will finally realize that the secret of being free is not revenge, but letting things unfold in their own way and own time. After all, what matters is not the first, but the last chapter of our life which shows how well we ran the race. So smile, laugh, forgive, believe, and love all over again. "
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[21 Jul 2010] |
Look who's baking? Oreo Cheesecake!   . . . . . . . . .  I heard it was a success. :)
" I want!!!"
"Naaaaa"
So cute. : )  My boyfriend's an awesome baker. :) I think i need to go for cooking and baking lessons, so that i won't feel so inferior cause he cooks and bake so well! :( I'm jealous. HAHAHAHAHAHA. BFF and michy, we should bake soon!!!! |
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| WOULD YOU PAINT MY LOVE? |
[18 Jul 2010] |
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Shirlyn Linqin Joey Mingjing
(Linqin, don't snatch with me!!!)
 They are the reason why i can survive in school. :) Luv x infinity!!!
True friends ain't those kind who say things but do not get things done, true friends aren't those kind who gossip behind your back and act so coolio and all infront of you, true friends aren't those kind who forget about you every now and then, true friends aren't those who forget about you when she has found new and better friends, true friends aren't those who laugh at you when you fall; continue laughing at you when you try to pick yourself up, true friends aren't those who go lalala about your problems and don't give a damn about it, true friends don't treat you like spare tyres, true friends don't get jealous about stuff which you excel in and hates you because you're better; but they are the ones who support you all the way, true friends aren't plastics like barbie dolls, they're truly your friends, friends who will care and love you even in the hardest of times.
Think about it, are you a true friend?
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[17 Jul 2010] |
 I walk down the street. There is a hole. I don't see it. I fall in. It isn't my fault. It takes a very long time to get out. I walk down the same street. There is still a deep hole. I pretend not to see it. I fall in. I pretend it's still not my fault. It takes a long time to get out. I walk down the same street. There is still the same deep hole. I see it. I fall in anyway. It's a habit. I get out quicker this time. I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole. I see it. I walk around it. I don't fall in. I walk down a different street.
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