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She is a Total Passionate Soul. Loving herself, her family & her wonderful circle of love. She's freq misjudged at 1st impression which totally not a big deal. Fickle minded for her constant need to Change. Intelligent & a fair screw up. Manipulative for the challenge to abide Integrity. Hates & denies excuses for excuses are for the Disabled. A great believer of the Extraordinary. Lives against system of the general human living. Made into a complex nature with simple soul. Her infatuation & Love for someone is limitless. A true & fond animal lover who'll cry & feels for any misfortune of non-humans. & A Self Confessed fashion addict who trusts nothing but her Own Exquisite Taste.



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Sunday, August 06, 2006
Dearest You-I-still-resist-to,

ur apology has been accepted, way b4 u left.
that moment reflected greatly on me, for i realised my most unreasonable provocation towards man like u. ermm i do not intend to be offensive here. ure a highly respected person by many, kind, generous, lovable but shamely always misunderstood by someone like me. have u not prove to me the ALL u can be, the changed person u wanted to be? seriously my answers and reasons for all dat matter, again as ALWAYS failed u. i do not know the whys and whats have i repetitively mispelled across u. the past doesn't reflects the future, yeah i partially believe dat(even greatly quoted by my previous lecturer)

i have not till today lied to myself, and for this matter, my heart lied to me.
i have not till today love myself any less than the days in the past. you got me wrong this time.

and let me tell u dis, "YOU R BLOODY FORGIVEN"