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Oh hello. I am shirley and welcome to the bits and pieces of my life :)

L0ve is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it..♥

Friday, September 17, 2010

gena 放飞机 by er jie today.
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not only that i gave up the chance to work today but also i gave up my sleep even though this morning it was raining so damned heavily, so nice to sleep in.
next time if she asks me again, seriously, i've to think THRICE.

after many years of wanting to change it, it is still there and i guess it will never be changed. tsk tsk.
i've always wanted to learn to hide my feelings. do not be like an open book but i still fail terribly at this. just nw i had tried so hard to hide my feelings by looking away, but i know, my facial expressions, i can even feel the bu shuang-ness written on my face. cus i felt bullied by them. HAIS

sometimes i wonder, why is it that they are all able to talk to her like friends? i mean i'm also part of the family, we're of the same age, why they're more willing to counsel her, to talk properly and more friendly to her? just cus my face looks more fierce, cus i'm more hiao? seriously i've never gotten this type of 'friendly' treatment from her. if she had spared me from all the nasty comments, i'd already have to thank god. ever since we were young i've been experiencing this. she's thought of as the angel, the one not capable of doing bad stuff while i'm the devil, bad stuff are always related to me. i seriously cant help but feel biasness and unfairness to the max.