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Thursday, June 08, 2006

12:05 AM Y
After a stressful day at work, it's really nice to sink down on a good meal and coffee, with a good company of course. And that's what i did, with lynda, someone who knows my heart, i can safely proclaim. Update her on the latest happenings in my life. When asked about my "love life", i just commented as a matter of fact, "Guys sux." and gave a smile, like a joke that is not quite a joke. I just bear a resentment, not towards guys in particular, but perhaps in love and relationship. What's in love? From what i see, it's something so vulnerable, and it breaks easily. It's so deep, yet so superficial. In all, it's bitter-sweet. No one seems to be able to rekindle the flame in me, and find the way to my heart. Perhaps, i don't give them a proper chance to do so. Each time, at the verge of entering into a relationship, flashbacks of my childhood phobia just constantly remind me that things are not what it seems. You might still end up with nothing, so why start in the very first place? And so, i have hardened my heart, and proudly declare myself single, until and unless of course, someone can rid of this fear and phobia in me. I want to meet my Prince Charming in the most magical and fairy-tale-like way. Take for instance, on this particular day, it was raining very heavily and he happens to offer to shelter me across the street or something, you get the drift. Deep in my heart, I am still silently bearing the hope of having an extraordinary first meeting with my Price Charming. Okie, i am silly. I know. Thinking back, my life is typical of a rollercoaster ride. Times where you go real high, and suddenly, reach rock bottom. It's sometimes good to plunge low, cos the only way you will go, is UP, isn't it? If my memory didn't fail me, i remember someone mentioning to me about how (pretty) gals seem to get their way out of everything, easily. And they got more dates and invitations from guys than normal looking gals. So who's fault is that? The (pretty) gals, for being pretty? Or the bias guys, for being bias? Grey, isn't it? Well, that's the reality of life, face it. Happy day peeps!!



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Summer Kang
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NTU Accountancy
11/11/1985
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