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♡ the singletini's life.
Thursday, February 12, 2009, 9:14 PM
Eventhough, the situation right now has kind of pulled me down, I still realised that me having a friends was a not at all bad. Maybe they were being overly-cared and concerned that i overlooked the matter. It was really hard at first, but though, I've overcomed.
Gaining or losing is not important in life, as long as everyone's together. What matters than being with you loved? If you have to achieve something but deavour it alone, wouldn't that seems a sad thing?
Well, we can overcome anything with just a smile in one's face. That's the greatest that one can heal the heartbroken. Maybe its not now, but the future. You will realised.

Today, I've discovered that behind the silence of someone, indeed there's silence they hide. I've also realised that this person, have yet to reveal his inner feelings outrightly. First time in my lifetime, ever allowed to listened to a guy's heartbeat. Sensitivity, he upholds deep down inside. Though, I can't hear his words in his voice, I can't hear his words in his heart. TrulyMadly, I'm touched. Deeply. Couldn't have imagined he had such a vulnerable heart? It turns out that everyone's mistake cause to the worng interpretation.

Also, today, on my journey to and fro CSP, I've unintentionally stumble into conversations. I was browsing at Causeway's Popular and there's got a couple whom I guessed might be from the teenage age group. They were saying about Valentine and stuff. How I envied them. In my whole, teen years, never had I dared to dream of having a Valentine. Its an idiotic at first, but after doing some pathetic research, on how when the cupid struck an arrow on us. Forget it oh. Its not as if they're my worries now.
GOT.TO.GO.
DAA.
P.S. Even if I like you, it doesn't matter. The outcome will be the same.