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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Saturday, April 18, 2009 }

JAMES TAN HATES BEING AROUND ME.

LOL. Its what I sort of felt today. Met Eng Chuan at Yew Tee where he filled up my bag with taiwan goodies! (: Like Santa Claus. HAHA. Then James Tan came and started talking to Eng Chuan like I wasn't around. After about 500000 seconds then he realised I'm around and says "Hi." Great. What was supposed to be lunch became "I just ate I only wanna drink." and "Oh yeah, I also ate before meeting up." So fine, we go to mac's and just buy drinks plus nuggets for me and awkwardness starts man. EC talks to me and he just keeps silent. Completely silent. We never NEVER had a direct conversation throughout the whole one hour of us being at the same place at the same table. TSK. Whatever happen to being ALRIGHT again and FRIENDS. WTH. I mean I really felt unwanted there okay. Seriously, if you dont want me around just say it to my face. Oh, even EC noticed it was awkward.
I ate my nuggets, drank my green tea and said "Okay, I think I'll make a move first." And I just ran home. LOL. I'M NAMING THIS THE WORST LUNCH EVER.

Okay, enough of that. Random pictures that blogger didnt allow me to put up yesterday (:
PS, If you can read the small words, you have good eyesight. LOL. But yes, that's my diary so DONT READ. But I know you'll read anyway. Whatever luh.


LOL. This is long ago, seriously! CUBES ARE DISGUSTING. LOL. Angst.


Just some stuff I WROTE. And the coconut tree, once again.


TWINKLE LOVE-OF-MY-LIFE BOY.
AND

That's my hair when I'm exercising LOL. One BIG mess (:

& weird the way the world works.



{ fin }