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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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Saturday, July 21, 2007

Predicted conversations in the morning:
“Count, count”
“Sub-divide, sub-divide”
“Can not like that, don’t count how to play”
“Again, again”
“Is a very simple rhythm, like that also can not play, then next time how”
“Can you be more serious about the concert anot”
“1-2-3-4 miss, got count anot”
“You sure you from percussion anot”
“Why you never play”
“We will keep playing until you get it right, so just get it right”
“You got practice, your part anot”
“Like that how to, perform?”
I know sometimes even when I am not doing well in band I will still force myself to go because I know I need practice to be good. But this time I am like forcing myself with a contradicting feeling to get there.
Love me? I hate myself... [[[It’s a rhetorical questions don’t answer it! I am serious. Just read it. I am not giving up, just disappointed with myself]]]

@ 8:50 AM
True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable...♥