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The expression on your face was so heart-breaking that I wanted to hop into your car and give you a hug. Who knows, maybe I could’ve been the one who made you feel better.

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Sunday, June 27, 2010 @ 1:04 PM

The old me.

I was so free these days so I went to look for my old pictures, old blog and so on. I was like, huh? Did I even type that way when I'm chatting with my friends in msn? Wow, I've made a lot memories with my memories past few years and past year. Looking at all the things my friends gave me during my past year birthday. Flasing back the old memories. I am grateful that I met them (: !

Primary life and Secondary life. There was a huge difference back then. Life goes on and memories in our brain.
Past and present.

The old me. Nerdy, don't even know whats lala, didn't even know what's facebook, plays friendster, doesnt own a handphone, quiet.

The present me. A lot of friends to hang out with and I'm lovin' it, own a handphone right now, plays facebook and ditched friendster, talkactive.

A lot things have changed but that's me.

Till here.

(Take me to the top)

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