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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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{ Sunday, November 22, 2009 }

Yesterday was pretty fun I guess. Waking up super early and met Julinda at the bus stop so we took the bus to school together. She's a super nice girl (: So cute. LOL. We went to school and met up with Nisha and started our "job". It was alright I guess (: Fun walking in and out of convention centre to test NIsha's treatment method to increase immune system. I haven't tried it. Oh, and we spoke about white headphones. Everyone know about him but doesn't know who he is. XD

Went home after everything and slept for like half an hour before waking up and felt too lazy to go for mass with Marcus and Genn so I ended up meeting them for Kampong Night later on. Kampong Night was pretty awesome (: I had great company and it really reminded me of Kuching in a way. It was the first time we were all singing and dancing together! :D But still it felt a little sad because I can feel everyone's drifted further apart already. Genn, my bunk mate and forever will be, still never fails to make me smile. I mean, she's pretty, cute, acts like a 10 yr old at times but her hug is so sincere (: I love her!

So went home at 10.45pm when the party was more or less ending. Met new people and old friends like Mark Chua! HAHA! Damn funny. Small world please. Anyway, it was good catching up a little here and there (:

Anyway, I'm off to sing the high notes cos there's practice later on tonight and if I screw up, I probably screw my chances of singing solo in church. I've got quite a bit of hope riding on it I guess? LOL. I just feel like this could be a superb boost of confidence for me. Which is something I need I guess. Wish me luck!

Most times I'll let this pass by me.
But this time, I cant let it be.
Cos the more I see you,
The more I wanna get to know you.

But somehow you dont even see me.

So just this once, I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
And this time, I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice me.

I used to tell myself "Dont bother".
That I dont have enough to offer.
But there's something special about you.
What it is, I dont have a clue.

And I know that you still dont see me.

But just this once, I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
And this time, I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice.
I pray that you notice me.

You dont notice,
You never notice.
You dont notice.
You never notice.
You dont, you never notice.

In the corner, with my hand on my mouth.
Afraid that you'd see me smile to myself.
Close my eyes and put my hands together.
And I pray that you'd notice.
I pray that youd notice me.


& I know that you still dont see me but.


{ fin }