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Tuesday

Woke up ard 8 2day coz last nite slp early...on9 liao,browsing for music,forgot change my msn statute(still set as appear off9),saw dear on9 but awhile oni so msg him lo,he say he goin out 2day so not on9 le...den i start looking my photo album,to make my slide show...looking at those photo,recal so many memories,remember wen i was standard 5,a boy who like me,always follow me n buy my breakfast for me,i oni noe he like me the day b4 i left the skol o.0
I remember the first time i found out sum ppl can b gd with u infront of u,like u r her very good fren but talking sumting bad behind u...The first nite i spent without my family was the BBQ nite(last day in SRJKC Yak Chee)...The first guy i like is i was 12...
Experience changes,coincidence too...i meet my standard 5 best fren wen i was 14 in SMKPP...Had sum quarrel(huge quarrel) on same yr...Felt betrayed,lonely n heartbroken the next yr...Felt useless too,u noe...I remember my family trip to Thailand-Phuket Island,the day i stay at hotel alone is the most pleasure time i had...The moment had my SPM result,the sadness,the tear dat i hide so hard,the face dat pretending to be happy...
Those days in TARC Hostel,my first love start there too...The pressure a grp leader hav n the lesson of socialing...Those days dat i lost myself,making choices dat i regrete...The nite i made a huge decision n now end up im a law student...So many sweet n sorrow memories,so many lessson i had learned,so many heartbroken nites,so many depress time,so many regretes n so many cheerful days...
All the smile,the tears,the anger playing in my mind...Tears falling down frm my eyes,is bcoz im sad,is bcoz im happy,is bcoz...Those days dat i miss so much but i hav to move on,there is more infront of me...

|DREAMS WILL COME TRUE |






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A Little About Her


Elie
31 Dec 1986
elly530ng@yahoo.com
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-:Things i don't like:-
have enemy
Nagging by others
Force to do something
Be forgotten

-:Things i likes:-
Being alone when feeling blue
Read stuffs
'Boom' Musics

-:My Wishes:-
Found my soulmate
Complete my study
Own a car
Own a house

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Cute Text by The Doll Palace / Click to edit
When things go wrong,as thery sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile,but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must,but don't you quit.

Life is queen with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow-
You may succed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggles has given up
When he might have captured the victor's up;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out-
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,-
Its when things seems worst that you musn't quit.


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