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.Saturday, August 15, 2009 ' 10:10 PM Y

I’M A GIRL

Hello readers

I’m back blogging. A summarize of my life, sweet yet sucky, happy yet emo.

Sweet; well, u guys should know why. That silly guy surprised me yesterday, once again. Sucky; I get to know more about something. I don’t know why I feel that way, but maybe because I CARE ABOUT YOU. If I don’t, I guess, I won’t be feeling that way, reacting like that yesterday. I’ve asked what I want to ask, and I’ve got the answers. Well. Whatever it is, it’s the past; Everyone has their past.

But I just like you to know, eventually, I’m still a girl.

I’m just like a normal girl thou understanding, but for certain situation, I simply can’t display it. But no matter what, I’ll still try my very best to put myself in your shoe. I’m just like a normal girl, I’m selfish. I don’t like to share, certain things in my life. I’m just like a normal girl, I think a lot. I’ll cry when I’m sad, I’ll emo when I’m not right. Sometime, I just want the fullest attention from my love ones; everyone.

In fact, all girls are vulnerable. All girls are made of ‘water’. If you want me to tears, I can just POUR, RIGHT NOW. I don’t know why while writing this post, I’m feeling rather down. I don’t know what are the bloody reasons, or rather, I just want to avoid it??? WTH. I REALLY DON’T KNOW!! I think there’s something wrong with me which I can’t explain it. I’m confused, I’m lost, I’m …. Whatever. I don’t wish to think about it.

Now, exams are stressing me out. Standards are killing me and Feeling damn shitty now, during the stupid study week and exam period. It sucks to the max, and I guess, all students are feeling like this, RIGHT NOW. I longed for my attachment.

Well. There’s a saying that I suddenly remember,

“One can do tons and tons of good deeds to make the world love him, but he just requires one wrongdoing to make the world hate him.”

Hmmm. How true is this??? I really don’t know.

Frankly speaking, I used to agree to this statement to a large extent, but not now. After several thought-provoking questions asked by myself yesterday, I don’t know how shall I make my stand.

Cause’ all the good stuffs that that particular person did can eventually offset the one wrongdoing he had done. Don’t you agree to it? But still, the level of the wrongdoing does matters. Also, when you think about the sweet little things that oneself did, I think the wrongdoings somehow, doesn’t matter anymore.

Like how this silly guy did. My heart melts when I thought of all the little sweet things and actions he did. And because of those actions, I bet I won’t get to know the real definition of anger, somehow :)

XOXO

BERLYN BAOYING


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Aw Bao Ying (Berlyn)
7 September 1990
Ngee Ann Polytechnic
Banking and Financial Services,BFS

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YLoves and HatesY

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to smile
to talk
to shop
my dimples!
my family
my clique & friends
AnE (:
the nature

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school!
IT related terms etc!
people with attitude problems!


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