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Saturday, May 19, 2007

Save D Best 4 D Last

i fetched my mOm from her wkplc. Finally, she was willing 2 be my pillion. Mind u, it toOk me yrs of coaxing b4 she eventually agreed; wif cOnditiOn of coz!! "Plz wear ur shOe". i dun wear shoe wen i ride, being on-the-go kinda girl slippers/flip-flops r my usual sin. i noe i noe, its unsafe..*rolling eyes* So 4 mOmma's sake, i wear my shoe. *anyting 4 u mak, anyting - wif all my heart n life* WinksWinks
i drOpped her off n i went 2 Civic Centre 2 renew my season parking 4 nx mth. On d way hm, stOpped @ a junction wen dis fella on his mtrbike approached me.
Him : nice bike..nOt bad
Me : thx (smiling sheepishly..*blushed*)
Him : heard d gear-bOx 4 dis kinda bike alwaz create problem.
Me : nO la, so far so gd..
Him : hOw much u bOught ?
Me : Ouh, my dad dOwn 4 me...ahah
initially i thght he's an indian cOz he lOok dark but i was suprised wen he speaked malay 2 me. nOt bad lOoking thOugh..ahhahah. hensem jgk mamat tu..

Aniwaes, cant wait 4 tml Singapore Rive Raft Race 2007 organised by my alma mater, SP.
ironically, d brO is jOining d International Race; representing his sch. lOlx.
Lately, he's been bz preparing himself n his raft of cOz 4 d race..super-hard wOrking la he.
sO sO prOud of him. U hav my support, my one n only "walking stick bamboo" ...........wwweeee.
i'll b by d side 2 watch ya =)

FA CUP tOnite. nO offends 2 all Man U fans, but i dO hOpe they dun win. *blurgh*
the reason being ; red devils r all arrogant peepz!!!! suxs.

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Love Advice : Do I Love My Boyfriend ?

"Everything happened for a purpose. People came into your life for a reason, to teach you something. Maybe he came into her life to teach her not to judge a book by its cover. But she spent her life appreciating things that looked goods on the outside. Maybe it was about time she stopped caring so much about appearances and started caring about what was going on beneathe the superficial facade. But why do we love anyone? It's one part attraction; one part being able to laugh together even after two-years together when you're already told all your best jokes; one part not being able to wait to rush home and share every part of your day and find out how his went."


Are We Over ?

"How to know if the relationship is really over? When is the time to give up, let go and move on? If you are lucky, there are obvious signs telling you that it’s pointless to continue mopping over a relationship gone stale. If you aren’t as lucky, then you are probably stuck in a half-hearted, neither here nor there situation where it’s getting harder to still label it as a relationship. When someone asks this question, I tend to believe that he/she actually knows the answer. The only thing that is stopping them from admitting that is the answer is probably courage. The courage to face the truth and accept that as the truth. Facts can be harsh. But how is it going to change the situation by refusing to admit it? Clinging on to false hopes will only do just that - the hopes will still not materialise until the day when you decide to let them go."