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Just a simple quiet place for me to pen down my thoughts and feelings.
I may use words which you can't accept or understand, its alright, you don't have to take it too seriously, its my life afterall.
I don't need any attention, capricorns prefered to be left alone. But maybe some care and concern, I'll greatly appreciate that.
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Claris koh.
TWENTY.
30/12/1990.
Capricorn.
没有人有耐心听你讲完自己的故事，因为每个人都有自己的话要说；
没有人喜欢听你抱怨生活，因为每个人都有自己的苦痛；
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Sunday, September 16, 2007
Had a long chat with huimin on the phone.
Its quite surprising she will call me up cuz we have lost contact for like almost 2 yrs.
I thought I would lost this friend of mine just like how I've lost other friends due to lack of contact.
But we chatted like the past old days. Joke at stupid things, and memories on days chasing 5566.
2 years seems not short yet not long, but our life change so much. The way we talk, the way we think, the way we solved problems.
Its like more matured as compared to the small kiddy thinking 2 yrs ago.
I spend hours reading back my previous entry in multiply. Laughing over those childish typing and words, but envying how innocent I was.
Easily satisfied over tiny little stuff. I can never find back that type of feelings.
A precious baby for so many years, and now its like a piece of useless crap.
Its quite surprising she will call me up cuz we have lost contact for like almost 2 yrs.
I thought I would lost this friend of mine just like how I've lost other friends due to lack of contact.
But we chatted like the past old days. Joke at stupid things, and memories on days chasing 5566.
2 years seems not short yet not long, but our life change so much. The way we talk, the way we think, the way we solved problems.
Its like more matured as compared to the small kiddy thinking 2 yrs ago.
I spend hours reading back my previous entry in multiply. Laughing over those childish typing and words, but envying how innocent I was.
Easily satisfied over tiny little stuff. I can never find back that type of feelings.
A precious baby for so many years, and now its like a piece of useless crap.