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Sze Hui/ Huat
17 years old
December 21 1990
euphoricheers@hotmail

<3 my girlfriends to infinity!

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Alicious
Andrina
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Audrey
Chee Hui
Chuan Min
Clement
Colleen
Deborah
Edlyn
Eve
Fajrina
Gwen
HuiYing
Howen
Ivy
Jasmine
Jeremy
Jesselyn
Jessica
JieYing
JingYi
Joanna
Marilyn
Mei Ping
Ming Siu
Nicole
Pei Ying
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Ting Yue
Tze Hui
WeiShi
Yi Xiang
YunXuan
Yvonne



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Wednesday, March 12, 2008 @ 1:15 AM

If I lower my expectations, I lower my hopes, my confidence level. Then, perhaps, disappointment won't hit as hard when I fall. Or maybe, the surprise I receive will be much greater, if the end result exceeds my initial expectations.

"You can't argue the facts. You can only change the lens through which you look at them."
I took this out from 'Nineteen Minutes' by Jodi Picoult.

If I change the way I look at things, maybe I'll get a different perspective of what's happening. I can get a clearer view than I once had, and put myself in another person's shoes and understand what that person is going through. Yet if I do so, will that person appreciate it? Will everything I do, be in vain after all? I wonder. And what if one is blinded by his own stubbornness, that he refuses to see things in a different light?

As life slowly unfold in front of me, revealing the hidden mysteries that it has in store for each and everyone of us, I'm starting to realise that sometimes everything is not as simple as it seems to be. I'm intrigued by the way that our life stories had somehow been written in a book, that no one else had ever taken a look at. Perhaps only by God himself.

Fate and Destiny. How strangers met, become acquaintances and then friends after that. Is it fate that brought us together, creating a bond between us that others won't share. Is it what binds us together, or something superficial and vulnerable that can be torn apart easily. Seriously, this is thought-provoking. I need someone to enlighten me.