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A Note

I love flowers. I love spontaneity, and pleasant surprises. I'm dainty and ambitious; really. I nurse others. There's more than meets the eye when it comes to me.

 Yours Truly

N A D I A H
200788
ngee ann poly
school of health sciences
Children's Emergency, KKWCH

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Wednesday, October 04, 2006 7:47 pm
I'm back to step 1.



I cried myself to sleep last night. It's the heart pain kind of crying. Didn't get to sleep until 2am.

I wrote the whole of the first event. I predicted I'll cry one day. And I did. This morning I wrote 4 pages of writing paper about the recent event. And then I tore all of them up and threw them away. (I'm sorry trees.)

I'm saying goodbye.

I'm not going to be deeply involve with anyone anytime in the near future. I'm grabbing hold of my stand to concentrate on my studies and excel in them. I won't neglect anyone. Never. But I won't put my heart on a silver platter, waiting for it to be torn apart by ugly, painful-looking and dirty claws either.