comment response #3
Comment was initially posted on “comment response #1” Posted by: Anonymous
Are you sure that if give you choose again, you will take her. If in that case, thing is not too late yet. Cause she still single so r u, you may just ask her to give you a 2nd chance. Who knows, she is happy to hear from you. Well, that is no guarantee on you won't get any worse than now (if she has been your gf), im sure you know how complecated in Love relationship. Otherwise, there will be nobody suffer because of "love". Good Luck!!
Things are a little too late now. She is single in terms of marriage but she’s with someone now. And I just don’t think I’ll ever snatch a girl from another guy. Not that I can’t but I won’t *grin*. She knew that I had a crush on her but it’s just too bad that things happened at the wrong time. If only we could have met under different circumstances, perhaps I’d be writing a happy story instead of a sad one *sigh* I don’t need luck, I just need a 7 with high self-esteem (numbers higher than 7 are welcomed too *laugh*)
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Comment was initially posted on “women & self-esteem” Posted by: Anonymous
pain pain pain pain. kampai cheers stout cheers. pain killer doesn't goes well with kampai and stout, make my tummy cramp, met my roomate in chilled out, then i met merv, then back to my table, merv gone, roomie still with her friends, ahhhh i spotted some one.. dam.. he really has the look.. so pleasant looking, i stare and stare, he try to pretend cocky at first, then he came over and ask, hi, something worng with my hair? why are u staring?
why not? good and nice looking thing are meant for display. wear ur mask next time if u dun like it, coz u r equipt with such a good looking face. both smile and cheers. he has a pair of very chinese eyes, and nicely pithced nose, reasonably complexion, average height and nice body built, not too muscular nor skinny, just yumie.
unfortunately, can't stay long, friend leaving, so now drunk srunk mind and high hi heat.
[then he came over and ask, hi, something worng with my hair? why are u staring?] That was cool.
[good and nice looking thing are meant for display] Exactly. The next time when I stare at some girls and they give me “you are a pervert” kinda stare, I’m going to ask them to go wrap themselves up in a ‘jubah’ (those black clothes Arab women use to wear, covering 99.9% of the body) Don’t wear tight fitting clothes if you hate getting stared. God gives me eyes so that I could admire his creations *wink*
Maybe you should start your own blog or something. I’m pretty sure you have a lot to say or rant.
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Comment was initially posted on “is this all too late?” Posted by: Anonymous
This is a great song.. :)
"Love's Divine"
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click here for the full lyric of the song (the bottom comment)
Thanks *grin*
Try this song, Alias – More than words can say. If you are as old as I am (I’m still young btw), I’m sure you might have heard of it one time or another. A really nice old song and you might just like it. I first heard of it when I was in F2 or F3.
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Hehe... I do not wish to own a blog. I prefer to "blow" someone else's instead... :p
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I finally overcame my mental obsession. I've been living a double life for a while, trading in a lot of my personality for the compromise the other end doesn't even appreciate. I decided to take it back. I realize people are just different, I can't forever be a faceless, selfless person to satisfy other's mental needs. I don't know exactly how, but it happened one morning this past year. And in that, I think I finally find part of myself back.
I guess deep down, I'm not the kind who express their feelings comfortably to others, maybe even close ones.
I love the rain. It's a luxurious life moment, might be sadly alone, or happily romantic, nevertheless self-conscious of the beauty of the moment. I love the sound of rain gently tapping on glass, the sound it makes as it trickles off of the roof, gurgles its way through the gutter and down to the ground. Something about it is just soothing to me on so many levels. Memories of going camping, sleeping in tents and hearing the gentle tapping of rain pelting the roof of the tent, memories of running through puddles for the sheer joy of getting muddy.
Kinda makes me philosophical. One raindrop falling from the sky, billions of other raindrops but one little raindrop made me stop and look. It trickles down the windshield, leaving a meandering path, at points it meets up with other raindrops, travels with them for a while and eventually goes its own way again, sometimes it stops in one place and holds steady for a while before continuing on. A lifetime lived in the blink of an eye. Then I look up toward the sky, and realize, maybe... just maybe.... we're all just raindrops on the cosmic car windshield.
Right now, I'm more of hearing the night ticker by, like a gurl on a strange island. I need to talk to myself to have myself back to me.
By Anonymous, at August 27, 2004 at 10:21 AM
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