the gal;
alvina
xiao xuan
291287
17 going 18
nyp


interests;
sleeping
basketballing
sports
rollar blading


loves;
sleeping
singing
stars
beaches
my diaries
my room


dislikes;
liars
backstabbers
smokers
arrogant ppls
guys who hit gals
crowds


wishes;
happiness
love
peace
my own fairytale


profile;
updated: oct2005

well, since i changed the whole layout of this blog, i might as well update all the information here. yeahh. the last time i updated tis profile is one year backk. time flies. its alrd 2005. basically wad im gonna write here is how i view myself. my opinions. andd i noe different ppl have different point of views. therefore, wad u tink of me might not be wad i tink of myself. any comments welcome. deres no right or wrong cause im also discovering my own personality, character each and every dayy of my life. cheers.

throughout my 17plus years, i've learnt alot. during those younger days, i used to have that mentality dat i've grown up. im matured and not dat childish anymore. come to think abt it, quite silly. cause no one can ever stop growing. ever minute every moment of our life we're going through different phrases. the process of growing, dats wad its all abt aint it? andd no matter how matured one can be, dere's always a tiny bitsy of childishness borned in us. i guess i do have my own side of childishness at times too.

most of the times im a chatterbox. gossiping, crapping, laming ard. yet dere's also times where i preferred quiet moments by myself. always the happy-go-lucky gal in ppl's mindset. laughing like nobody's business. acts like a crazyy idiot when having fun. but, when serious, im real SERIOUS. yeahh. andd im quite an observant too. call it kayypoh or wad. its in me. hahaa. im quite a direct person when it comes to dealing wid certain matters.

a gal who keeps almost everyting to herself. dont know whyy but it seems difficult for me to bare my heart out to anyone. maybe its because im scaredd, because i thot other people wouldnt be interested, or its just because i dont wana bother people wid my stuffs. any one factor would contribute to my so-not-trusting behavior towards others. even if i trusted, any lies might take the trust awayy very easilyy. andd trust once lost, might never even be regained again. its hard to trust one who've lied to you, who've hurted you.

seldom hate people. the most is dislike onlyy. yet in those cases wher i really do hate, i dun do those hurting stuffs like spreading rumors or wadever shitt abt the person. cause to me, hate is totally ignoring the person. its just like the person nv came into my life. at all.

relationship wise, dont really have any experience. a very very sensitive gal. thinks alot. sometimes wayy too much. fairytales are made-beliefs. yet, i chose to believe in fairytales. one dayy, my fairytale will come..



   

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Saturday, August 14, 2004
always late

todae met shi min.. latee again.. lolx.. paiseh wor.. im always latee.. ^_^ hmm.. we went orchard.. walk walk tok tok.. jenny met us at ard 4pm lyk tat lo.. we went for movies at cineleisure.. watched "the notebook".. well.. its reali touching~ omg.. love story.. wid a hapie hapie ending.. yupp.. nicee.. after watching the movie.. we walked from cine to ps.. den walked to city hall.. haHaz.. almost lost.. cuzz i dun hv sense of directions de.. bt den.. lucky i hv shimin n jenny wid me.. hehez.. reached city hall we go esplanade.. sit by the lil river or wadever it is.. lol.. we walked further down n watched the fireworks competition tingy.. no frieworks todae.. no starss todae.. cuz the sky isnt clear at all.. sianzz.. bt den nvm la.. gt breeze.. nice breeze.. we sat down dere n chat lo.. dere gt sum kinda concert tingy.. i saw *zhang jing xuan* wow.. hes shuai lor.. haha.. sing the ::duan dian:: n ::my way:: sooo nicee.. phew wit~~ hmm.. dats todae ba.. boring huh? lol.. nvm..

Posted at 8/14/2004 11:14:04 pm by imperfect

 

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