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THE WEBMISS

Hazel.
21

30 Jan 1988

Aquarius

NUS/SDE/RE


Be nice to me & i'll be twice as nice to you.


CHATTERBOX




WISHLIST

SEP
Scholarship
Him

Abercrombie [ Precious moment ]


Time shared with friends from CJC 1T38

feeding my cats

family gatherings

friends gatherings

and sleeeeeep ( who doesn't like sleeping)

him



LOVES 'N HATES

him

chilli crabs

soup-based food

enya

lin jun jie

jay chou

Lord of The Rings

initial D

charlie and the chocolate factory


Saturday, June 30, 2007
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it has been so long ever since i updated my blog. well firstly, that's nothing really much to talk about cos i am still going on with the usual routine. It is really very boring and i am getting quite sick of it. i am quite pissed with myself as i just can't seem to find time for everything.... for myself, my friends and family. what's wrong with me. esp with my friends, i really have to say sorry to them. somehow i am always the one who can't meet up with them, not even for a simple meal.

signed up for the NUS FOC. initially i was quite enthusiastic about it. but somehow, a inner voice kept pulling me back and refrain me from freeing myself from my self- constrain shell. the thought of going out and meeting people makes me feel insecure. this makes me ponder over why i am like that. is that a bad sign or is just part of growing up....

probably is my resistance of going for the camp that leads to the twisting of my ankle. so now, all the more i have the reason to not join the camp.....

can someone please help me find the route to break free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1:43 PM

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Eunice -- layout.
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xmasBell -- basecodes.