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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

I feel shaken by what happen just now. Those boys, my x- classmate, dont have to shout my name so loud in public. Haizzz. Freakos seh. I just turned around like normal and always, and smile. Thats all.

Today, went off to my favourite place. Let me tell you guys something. In life, it is so good to have many many pillars in your life. Let it be your friends, your family, your school, your religion or your boy friend. At least when one break, the others can still hold onto your life.

Speaking of boy friend, hmmm.... My advice, enjoy your time when you are single. Get a bf when you are 20 and above. IF not, your life will just be ruled by them, will be tagged by them. Make your life an open book with your friends.

Friends..... Its hard to find those than understand you and be there when you are. Dingdangs is there for me. All the time. Today, one of us is down, thats why we are there at our fav spot. We talked, and she cried. I hold her and called her Dear. hahaha. Ok ok, she is really a dear to me, a dear friend. Im a pure girl ok..

To cheer her up, i bought her the rose from a shop. They dont sell real rose, just fake ones. So i bought one, ask the cashier to cut away the price tag, spread dear's perfume all over the flower and give it to her.

"you go all the way to buy me a flower?" she asked.

"yeah. For you" i smiled. She returned me a short and simple smile despite the tears.... WE are together again.... Forever...