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NAME: Eugene R.Z
AGE: 19
HOBBIES: Football the beautiful game, and others

GOSSIPS

AUTOGRAPHS

Audrey
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Crystal
Deborah
Fabian
Fred
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Hui Ling
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Jess
Jiesi
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Larre
Leo
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Mich
Melissa
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Phay Key
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Shyang Long
Si hui
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Tiffany
Tsz Man
Wanzhen
Wilson
Xiuhui
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Yiyee
Yx,Soh

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Wednesday, June 06, 2007


life has it's own way of creating ups and downs in many people's worlds, precisely why it's so great. last night someone asked me a question that left me thinking for ages : Do you miss someone?

Immediately my mind thought of someone whom I had a connection with for a long time, or even affinity. Even though the person is virtually gone, I realized that I owe you big time for leaving such a big impact on my life, a positive one mind you. You taught me many things a thousand lessons could never teach, all in just your mere presence and our conversations, however short or long. I remember all the times when I faked my own pain just to see if you cared, those in my childish days, and now you've taught me to grow up. Throughout the short or long span (whichever way you see it), I have relished my time taking care of you whenever i could, though i wished you could have prevented my frustrations by opening up more to me, instead of me asking you repeatedly what was wrong.. but i guess, gals are all like that and I love you for the way you are. My only wish was that you had accepted my sincerity then, but now it's too late, I could not prove my sincerity then and I may never have a chance to again.

Though everything's done and dusted, I'm thankful for the little yet meaningful things that's left behind, your beautiful writing, that thing that's attached to my pencil box to remind me of you, pictures of your beautiful self, and most importantly, the memories. I guess many thing's gonna be left unsaid, and it's better to be left unsaid. Maybe as you read this you won't even know that it's you. So many things I want to tell you, but I swore to myself never to converse with you unless you initiate it, for a certain reason. Ironic huh? I'm sorry for the times that I've hurt you, when I'm supposed to be the one to wipe your tears.

Then my peers asked me: why is it I can't settle down with one girl? My answer would be.. too long i've tried to find one that's similar to you, truth is there's only one you. Not that I'm bawling about your absence and haven't moved on, I've already let go of you for a long time, just that I haven't found the correct one yet. Right now I'm happy doing what guys do best: admiring the chicks. I do miss you, but I can live without you.

And the clouds above move closer
looking so dissatisfied
and the ground below grew colder
as they put you down inside
but the heartless wind kept blowing, blowing
So now you're gone
And I was wrong
thks fr th mmrs.


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