tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22165458614731679812024-02-08T09:41:51.626+08:00ThiS iS hOw iT FeeLs...CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.comBlogger259125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-40521188470044907952013-12-30T07:43:00.001+08:002013-12-30T07:45:43.823+08:00Starts with Goodbye <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Everyone that comes into your life promise you the sun, the moon and the star. But in the end of the day - they left without any promises been made.<br />
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Different story, same ending...CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-87006984576220501702013-09-26T15:36:00.001+08:002013-09-26T15:36:08.196+08:00Achievement of 2013 <div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
Okay, time flies and 3 months left until 2014. Let me see what I have accomplished so far that I stated earlier this year. </div>
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<b><span style="color: purple;"><strike>1. Tattoo</strike> (Checked) </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: purple;"><br /></span></b>Would want to get at least another one or two this year, I manage to get one in 2012. So am I brave or not? Damn proud I have the courage to do it.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">*Got a new tattoo on my hip</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><b><strike>2. Financial</strike> (Checked) </b></span><br />
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Do not want to stuck on the status quo anymore, realize my salary is way too low compare to others of my friend and I felt so pressure due to responsibility to leave my current job. The current job; I do not know where am I heading in the future. I'm just kinda tired of it as it is just a cycle of doing the same thing over and over again.<br />
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I need more money in order to feed myself and at least get myself and my family something good in the future.<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><b><strike>3. Vacation</strike> (Checked) </b></span><br />
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Hmmm... This time I would like to be a little greedy perhaps? Wanna travel to overseas, maybe at least one or two as well. Explore the world and get myself some off time from hectic work.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">*Does Singapore counts even though I had travel a couple of times this year?! </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;"><strike>4. Relationship</strike> (Checked)</span></b><br />
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Well 2012 is been a mess for me in term of relationship. How shall I put this? Hmmmm well here it goes.<br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">"We met, we talked, we flirted, I fell for you, I trusted you, I take care of you, you flirted with her behind my back, you betrayed me, you ruined everything. End of story"</span><br />
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This year I wanna be brave enough to start everything over; fresh; new; again & again. It's only in risking getting it wrong that we get it really right. I'm gonna love hard and dedicate my heart to that special someone who really cares and love me. Even though if this heart gonna break again, I don't care because life is too short to focus on the future.<br />
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<span style="color: red;">*Well I can say I'm thankful for what I had and God has been good to me :) </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;"><strike>5. Friendship</strike> (Checked) </span></b><br />
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This year am gonna make more new friends than 2012 because it actually will enhance my network for the future :D<br />
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<span style="color: red;">*Yeap, I surely did make lots of friends </span><br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;"><strike>6. Books</strike> (Checked) </span></b><br />
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Read and Read and Read, this is the only thing that could broaden your knowledge so that when speaking to anyone you could just easily continue a conversation with them. So let's read!<br />
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<span style="color: red;">*I think I should read more still </span><br />
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Well, am really gonna spend more quality time with them as more laughter. A house is not a home when there's no one there to hold you tight and no one there you can hold on to so cherish the people that you are closet to.<br />
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Really need to start exercise and get my stamina back. Moreover, this year gonna train to have a good abs at least. Been fat lately! :(<br />
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CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-21811204494946833042013-08-07T12:39:00.002+08:002013-08-07T12:41:36.248+08:00Jilted Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-13103052550138738492013-07-23T16:30:00.002+08:002013-07-23T16:30:20.314+08:00How to Get Over an Ex<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After been through so much of being a human, I saw this article and it does make lots of sense now. Just for sharing:- <a href="http://justmytype.ca/gettting-over-an-ex-my-ask-amy-column-as-seen-in-the-24-hours/">http://justmytype.ca/gettting-over-an-ex-my-ask-amy-column-as-seen-in-the-24-hours/</a><br />
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has changed, and if your feelings had changed something would have changed with
us. Then I don't want to lose you as a friend so I play cool beans, and I go
with the flow, and as a result the 'wear my heart on my sleeve’ side of me has
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this: I like you, and I'm going to be taking a step back. Finding better ways
to spend my time/emotion rather than running back to your arms which it leads
nowhere. <o:p></o:p><br />
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No more bonding with my family, no more making dinner plans, no more really cleaver or funny texts, no gay parties, no more planning for the weekends. No more... <b><span style="color: purple;">xA</span></b></div>
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CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-87683110391447761752013-07-19T15:25:00.000+08:002013-07-23T16:38:56.028+08:00Finding "The One" <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">I've been
told that you know someone is the one by just knowing. If you have to ask
yourself if she is, then she isn't and if two people are meant to be
then they will be. All these fairy-tale statements about finding the
love of your life, but I believe the best piece of advice I've gotten
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won’t know if someone’s the one until your last dying breath. When death is
looking you in the eyes and you have that one last moment to reflect back on
your life, you will then see who took that life journey with you. You will know
without regret, that you wouldn't change your history together for
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<span style="color: #b45f06;">It’s
then, and only then, that you’ll know she’s the one. Until then, you go after
her, you pursue her and you follow your heart, because the worst thing you can
do is miss that once in a lifetime opportunity wishing you could get
it back. </span><b><span style="color: purple;">xA</span></b><span style="color: #b45f06;"> </span><o:p></o:p></div>
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Some psychological studies suggest, when you can't stop thinking about someone, it's likely because they're thinking about you as well.<br />
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I do not know how true is it? But just share though. <b><span style="color: purple;">xA</span></b>CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-59171055296016309032013-05-21T15:39:00.002+08:002013-05-21T17:07:02.856+08:00Remember When? <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was suppose to be special when I took you to a place that I want you to remember this is the first time that we had. It was suppose to be a beautiful thing and romantic memories but it was all ruined when I found out something.<br />
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You took her to the same place that I took you the very next day without letting me know and when I found out, you do not know how much does it hurts. Everything I ever planned out been replace!<br />
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You never see how I actually react because maybe you are just too blinded when you are around her. And me would soon fading away.<br />
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There are a few detailed things I found out but I guess I would just keep it to myself because it doesn't really matter anymore. But I have to admit, although how much it hurts for me I will still definite to put a smile on my face but behind it is tears that you will never get to see.<br />
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Thinking about it, I had spent weeks thinking about what I could get you that would represent for us, that wouldn't be too much for your birthday but it still be special. I had hatch up a plan which by applying leave and plan to give you a surprise on your very special day until you told me that you had plans; moreover before your birthday everything is already been crumble into million pieces. It was all in vain for all the things I had planned out.<br />
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There is nothing but a broken dream, broken promise, broken heart.<br />
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Remember the day when I sent you off, there are lots of things I want you to know but words cannot be verbalize. I watched you walked away to the airport but it's okay because we will be seeing each other again but I do not know how am I going to know the feelings I felt for you in the future anymore. <b><span style="color: purple;">xxA</span></b><br />
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You may not believe me but I gave you the all I had.<br />
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"Let Go"!!! Everyone I've ever come across gave me this advice. But how does one go about doing that so easily when the feelings of both parties are still there? Don't you think if I knew how to let go I would have done it by now but instead of it I feel like bawling out at them.<br />
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Well I guess the saddest thing about our whole situation is that there was no definite ending. So what we could do now is to go with the flow and I finally understand lots of thing in just one night, I found myself become so mature & big hearted!<br />
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Here is a question! Is it really possible to ever fully move on? Or we just find someone else to fall in love with to fill the void? I guess what hurts most than losing you is knowing you're not fighting to keep me. But on the other hand, I can't blame you because you are just trying to be fair with me so I could just pretty much swallow the pain down my spine and no one would actually knows my sorrow.<br />
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In a way as a result, I'm telling myself to go with the flow. Who would ever knows about the future, maybe I found find someone new OR we will be back together once again after you figure out what you want for us! It is just better in time & there is nothing I could do at the moment.<br />
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I'm learning and working on it and trying to get myself back to a place that I used to be. I cried a lot when you are gone but I'm trying to be rational to think of the positive sides.<br />
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But you don't know about any of this about me because probably I would not cross your mind any longer...<br />
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Everyday I'm just living my life like go to woke, hang out with friends, drive on an empty streets to clear my mind, read some books, surfing the net, text new people a day but no one I come in contact with ever knows that I am always thinking about you. You have always been inside my heart, my mind and my secret.<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">You are my beautiful accident, my beautiful memories...<b> </b></span><b style="color: #741b47;">xA</b>CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-38595877484233492702013-04-28T20:25:00.001+08:002013-04-28T20:25:08.479+08:00Nonchalance of You <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I pretend everything is okay when you are gone. But I just couldn't continue avoiding </span><span style="color: #e69138;">the phone calls that chased us away I bent down and planted a kiss, the words inadvertently slipped out and I let slide an admission of my feelings. So I try to cover it up with feigned nonchalance and rehearsed finesse, but I do believe I meant it. I did.</span><span style="color: #e69138;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">This is why I hate when I hear you said: "you will find someone else. you'll find others." Yes, fine, I know this, it's life but it's not this that upsets or annoys me. I'm not looking for anyone. We were a</span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">beautiful accident--it wasn't on purpose. That's all. We can't replace accidents just like that. Yes, I will one day find another but that doesn't mean that they will replace you because for me, everyone has his individual value.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">And here's where I become a confused emotional wreck.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I miss your voice, to breathe in your warm scent and to feel your fingers run through my hair.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I miss you so much that it hurts. But do you know what the worst part is? </span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">The fact that you don't seem to miss me at all but her... </span><b><span style="color: #741b47;">xA</span></b></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;">It's like a kaleidoscope of memories, but it just all comes back.</span></div>
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CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-66077362547591987012013-04-12T15:31:00.001+08:002013-04-15T14:55:50.197+08:00It doesn't matter... <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Well everything just happened so fast, just a snap; everything just crashed and burned.</div>
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I think what I am to you is not real. You told me that you loved me but you loved her more.</div>
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What I am to you is not what you mean to me.</div>
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Oh well, what the hell this is noting new just different stories and same endings again.</div>
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Just another phase of finding what I really need but still part of me still bleed.</div>
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I remember it well the first time that I saw you, your head around the door caused my mind stopped working and mesmerized by you.</div>
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I remember December and I wanna hear what you have to say about me, hear if you're gonna live without me, I wanna hear what you want...</div>
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Ironically still a little bit of your taste in your mouth,</div>
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still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed,</div>
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still a little bit of your sweet words I longed to hear,</div>
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still a little hard to say what's going on,</div>
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still a little bit of your ghost still haunting me....</div>
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Honestly I still can't take my mind off you, my mind....</div>
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Till I find somebody new and it will become a memory again.</div>
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Thank you for all the sweet times, surprises, efforts, pampers, protections, supports, shoulder to cry on.</div>
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<span style="color: #232323;">You have been good to me and we have to go our own way now and even though it sucks but sometimes a goodbye can be a good thing wanted a chance to start again. </span><b><span style="color: purple;">xxA</span></b><br />
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Well this is how I used to feel when I got myself into a broken heart last year. The whole fucking year!!! But I thank <span style="color: #b45f06; font-size: large;">GOD</span> for what it happened because it is crystal clear for me that we were never meant to be together. And this song's lyrics are really what I did and how I felt.<br />
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What doesn't kills you makes you stronger they said and yea I'm pretty much stronger now too.... :D <b><span style="color: purple;">xA</span></b>CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-37149381118082040732013-01-02T22:25:00.003+08:002013-09-26T15:27:09.527+08:00Exordium !!! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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<i>In 2012 I laugh, I cried turned up I turned down, I loved, I lost trust & I was betrayed & most importantly I learned. </i><br />
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One of my friend inspire me to have a list to achieve in 2013 so let me see what shall I begin w/ my resolution.<br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;">1. Tattoo</span></b><br />
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Would want to get at least another one or two this year, I manage to get one in 2012. So am I brave or not? Damn proud I have the courage to do it.<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><b>2. Financial </b></span><br />
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Do not want to stuck on the status quo anymore, realize my salary is way too low compare to others of my friend and I felt so pressure due to responsibility to leave my current job. The current job; I do not know where am I heading in the future. I'm just kinda tired of it as it is just a cycle of doing the same thing over and over again.<br />
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I need more money in order to feed myself and at least get myself and my family something good in the future.<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><b>3. Vacation </b></span><br />
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Hmmm... This time I would like to be a little greedy perhaps? Wanna travel to overseas, maybe at least one or two as well. Explore the world and get myself some off time from hectic work.<br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;">4. Relationship </span></b><br />
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Well 2012 is been a mess for me in term of relationship. How shall I put this? Hmmmm well here it goes.<br />
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<span style="color: #783f04;">"We met, we talked, we flirted, I fell for you, I trusted you, I take care of you, you flirted with her behind my back, you betrayed me, you ruined everything. End of story"</span><br />
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This year I wanna be brave enough to start everything over; fresh; new; again & again. It's only in risking getting it wrong that we get it really right. I'm gonna love hard and dedicate my heart to that special someone who really cares and love me. Even though if this heart gonna break again, I don't care because life is too short to focus on the future.<br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;">5. Friendship</span></b><br />
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This year am gonna make more new friends than 2012 because it actually will enhance my network for the future :D<br />
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<b><span style="color: purple;">6. Books</span></b><br />
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Read and Read and Read, this is the only thing that could broaden your knowledge so that when speaking to anyone you could just easily continue a conversation with them. So let's read!<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><b>7. Family</b></span><br />
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Well, am really gonna spend more quality time with them as more laughter. A house is not a home when there's no one there to hold you tight and no one there you can hold on to so cherish the people that you are closet to.<br />
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Really need to start exercise and get my stamina back. Moreover, this year gonna train to have a good abs at least. Been fat lately! :(<br />
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CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-11567095933213665462012-12-30T19:54:00.004+08:002012-12-30T19:54:30.273+08:00Brain VS Heart <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So is been awhile. </div>
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But honestly I'm kinda afraid to fall in love again because it could be sweet at first but the hardmanship that you have to go through.<br />
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I wish I'm brave enough to bring those walls ahead.<br />
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I still remember once a friend told me this and it makes me laugh.<br />
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I'm the lock and your partner is the key and therefore no one can snatch me away from my partner.<br />
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But apparently your key is missing and I'll be always lock until I found my new key master. :)<br />
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If your relationship is not like the movie (happy ending), that's what it should be in this cruel reality life.<br />
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Well I guess I tasted the best in my last relationship, you are the best among all and I truly love you but still I can't stuck on that rut anymore because I accidentally felt into by mistake, I need to pick myself up and move on.<br />
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Seeing you kills me everyday but I don't think you even give a damn about it.<br />
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A relationship doesn't erase wounds - it emphasizes them. Heal from your ex love before pursuing your next love.<br />
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I saw a very sad real scenario.<br />
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When I was having my dinner while waiting my friend to come, I saw this very old man came in to the restaurant alone. Probably he is going to have his dinner with his partner I though so I just ignore it.<br />
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But after I finish my meal, I realize that he was eating alone and he is bloody rich because I can see that he is actually wearing a ROLEX watch.<br />
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Suddenly I feel sad because I do not like the idea of old people eating alone there, is just kinda sad. Is like once you are old, money means nothing to you anymore. All you ever wanted for that stage of life is to have someone who is there for you, care for you and hold your hands down the road.<br />
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Moreover, I do not want myself or anyone I know being like that when they are old too like being left out, spending the rest of their life alone.<br />
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Saddening... :(<br />
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Apologies wouldn't fixed a broken heart.<br />
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So back off and leave me alone. <b><span style="color: red;">xA</span></b>CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2216545861473167981.post-35539422030171548842012-10-09T12:36:00.002+08:002012-10-09T12:36:59.470+08:00Here Comes Goodbye<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I finally realize that you are the biggest mistake I made in life. I know what will I got myself into yet I'm like a moth, jumping into the fire and got burned.<br />
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Before we met each other, I already know that you are dating some other girl and I'm still so attracted to you. All my friends told me not to fall for a player but I refuse to listen, therefore after we got together I still been suffering throughout those months.<br />
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When I'm with you, I felt alone. I still remember there is this scenario that makes me damn disappointed, devastated, words that can't be explained.<br />
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You asked me to quickly packed my stuff and leave the house and on the other hand, you refuse to stay and helped me to packed. The reason of all this is that, you had a date with that M bitch! Although I know how much pain I can withstand, I still swallow all the pain alone.<br />
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Shedding my tears and leave while you are out there playing, flirting with her.<br />
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Now lesson learnt, I know that I should HATE you for all the pain that you put me through, the person I had become. You have no idea of all of this pain but to keep saying that I'm emo emo emo. But the fact is that you are the reason for causing all of this shit!<br />
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Do you seriously think that I like to be emo? Hell to the NO!!!<br />
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Well I guess you are just a human without a soul, a human without sense to differentiate rights and wrongs because that's what you are.<br />
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SELFISHNESS!<br />
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Goodbye very soon...<br />
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Nostalgia is the most powerful fore in the universe. When people are looking back to their past, they always imagine that it must have been better. <b><span style="color: red;">xA</span></b>CaLienTe @nGiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04193325981726010747noreply@blogger.com0