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About her.. ♥

Who is she?

Name: Cindy;
Age: 19;
B'dae: April 18;
Horoscope: Aries;
School; Singapore Poly;
About her ♥

She Is Still A Girl,
She Loves Every Thing Simple

She Is The One & Only HER

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Thursday, November 30, 2006

Weee.. it’s been such a long time since I blogged. There are just too many things happening during my holiday that I hardly have time or the mood to blog. Yup so I have finish my o lvl.. This thing that I prepare myself for 5 year. Haha I went for SAC rock concert with my mum we were having fun laughing at the plum girl who was shaking her butt off with the music. Not that we are mean but she really know how to shake. Hee anyway I am going for MYOB today then to BBQ hee... I wonder what is nice to eat at IKEA?

@ 7:57 AM
True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable...♥

Sunday, November 12, 2006

Hey ever heard of a saying that nothing comes free? Ok so what about love? I am like so lost.. What must I do to exchange for love? How much am I worth? Why do people like me? Dote on me? Is there a reason? What if that reason is lost? Am I worthless then? Does it mean no one will care about me? How good must I be to be able to change for some love? Will that love last? Why do people care about me? Is there a reason? I am really puzzled.. I know I am not the center of the world so there is really no reason for anyone to turn and looked my way. I am just puzzled what made those who did do it. I don’t even know how to love myself. I always tell myself that I have to make myself worth so people will like me.. Is that how it works? Every time I blast my anger at someone I feel really bad, because I have just scream at someone who turn my way. Every meal I eat I feel really grateful that I am loved and given enough to eat, a place to stay clothes to wear, and I even get to choose. How hard must I work to pay them back? What if I fail them? Will they kick me out and let me wonder around on the streets to pick up scraps to fill myself? Guess I have too much now I am afraid to lose them.. Am I griping too hard on it? I am so lost. I feel so guilty spending money of others what if after spending all the money on me and they never get what they want? What will I do?! I am not a company I can’t go on bad debts and pay them back.. Bit by bit.. I think I will never be able to pay them back. What about friends? Why am I their friends? Is there a formula to it so I know the exact thing they want? What if after they spend so much time on me and they think I am not a good enough friend? What do I do? I can’t gibe them back their time.. I am not a time machine I can’t say sorry.. is not good enough to give them back anything. I am really so lost. Does love comes free? I know others want love and I know how it feels not to be loved. I would love them for free. I am just puzzled is love free for me? Is there anything I must give them in return? I really don’t want to disappoint anyone. Every time I call someone to ask for some love I thing they must be really nice to shower some on me. But have I forgotten to give them back some things?

@ 8:53 PM
True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable...♥

Friday, November 03, 2006

Hm.. is 1:38 in the morning now? What am I doing here? Just relaxing myself after a long day for lit exam and after doing some practice paper. Hey I am not lazy ok. I am relaxing myself now. I am like living with cancer can’t really see what will happened to me in the future all I about is today just wake up and live today can’t think of anything other than what I am going to do today.. sighs.

@ 1:34 AM
True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable...♥