tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63400901635143795222024-02-19T11:17:10.996+08:00Scripted Drama ♥Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.comBlogger228125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-37020323799489538452010-01-01T17:54:00.001+08:002010-01-02T02:16:17.098+08:00Looking back on 2009..<b>Jan 2009</b><br />
Single. Still in MDIS. J's 20th birthday chalet. Always watching movie! Did voluntary work with J at Kovan. CNY. Always dining in Asian Kitchen hahahaa I really like the cereal fried rice! Got a pair of GV movie voucher from an anonymous via mail. Still freak me out whenever I think about it :/<br />
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<b>Feb 2009</b><br />
Topshop private event. HotelRe! with J on Vday & got back together! Second Vday with J <3 First Vday with Jems, Shim & Ban! Had the urge to spend every cent on film cameras because J bought me the underwater film camera on Vday! Hahaha I'm nuts<br />
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<b>March 2009</b><br />
J surprised me with strawberries when she came to pick me up from school one day. She rarely surprises me so this is one of the <i>big</i> things she has done! Crazy over Slice <3 Had classes with Bff! Surprised J one morning with heart-shaped pancakes over at her place :>22nd anniversary with J! <3 Thrift-shopping with J & Bff! <br />
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<b>April 2009</b><br />
23rd anniverary with J! <3 Bought J a Fred Perry polo tee & was damn proud about it! :> Referral fee from school! Got As for two classes (!!!) :) Thai Express with the girls after class!! Met up with Sass & Nette for chicken rice & Guitar Hero :D Virgin try at Aston's & loved it! Bought two pairs of shoes in a month. Mom's birthday!<br />
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<b>May 2009</b><br />
24th anniversary <3 <3 <3 J bought her first jazz album! Double date with bff & M at Aerin's! Mother's day :> Arcade with J! Ayam Penyet with the girls and shopping time! J used one of this website to make this two photos of us- made me so happy for days!<br />
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<b>June 2009</b><br />
J got us a couple watch :> Permed my hair heheh! KL with the maternal extended family, super fun & spent a lot! Jemsy's birthday :) GP presentation. Went crazy over the Little Miss & Mr Men capsules selling at 7-Eleven with Bff! Spent our 25th anniversary with Bff at Pizza Hut instead hahaha :)<br />
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<b>July 2009</b><br />
Quek came back from LA- met up with her to catch up & Frolick! J's virgin ride on the Singapore Flyer :> Done with diploma! Started work at Best of Blogshops. H1N1 period. Steamboat with Chrissy, Shersy & Bff after our last class! Dim sum treat at Zhou's Kitchen with the folks!! :> Won tickets from Nuffnang to watch Kobe Bryant!!!!!<br />
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<b>August 2009</b><br />
Met many awesome people + blogshop owners at work <3 The opening of BOB outlet #2! A reader recognised me at work & I was really really embarrassed! The birth of BA :) Island Cremery with C, S & Bff! My 19th birthday- picnic with Chrissy, Shersy, Alicia, Bff & J. They all shared money to get me a Elmo cake & Nokia E63 <3 <3 <3 Brought Bff, Jacelyn & J to Zhou's Kitchen for dim sum- my treat! Dad's bithday!<br />
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<b>September 2009</b><br />
F1!! :> Best of Blogshops Fashion Extravaganza- fashion show + bazaar! Zirca with the girls after that <3 Helped out the night before & Bff came to stay over at my place! Met Deb <3 Trained a few girls at work- Kelly, Kimberly, Chantelle! Helped J with her web-designing project hehehe. <br />
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<b>October 2009</b><br />
Bought iTouch with my hard-earned money! Helped Joanna (owner of <a href="http://ladiesconcept.livejournal.com/">ladiesconcept</a>) & Carmen (owner of <a href="http://dadigirl.livejournal.com/">dadigirl</a>) with their photoshoot, got to know the model, Jiaqi! Trained Rachael & Josephine (♥) at work & I love them to deathzzz :> Guitar Hero with Bff & J! Union craze hehehe! Bff crowned as the Hong Hu ambassador <3 hahahaha. Hanice's birthday surprise! Marmalade Pantry with the lovergirls. Sissy's 13th birthdat at White Dog Cafe. Met Nette & Sass! The public transport made me so mad, I swore I would get my license asap! BOB was featured on magazines & TV!<br />
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<b>November 2009</b><br />
Exam period, also one of the most depressing period. Study sessions with Bff & Chrissy <3 Finally done with school!!!!!!!! :> Work keeps me happy! Sassy's 19th! Mom got me Canon IXUS IS 100 in red!! <3 Met Bett! Other than that, Nov is a really really bad month.<br />
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<b>December 2009</b><br />
Quit my job for good- decided that you both are not worth it anymore. We're not appreciated so what's the point? I strongly believe in karma, so you watch it. Nette's 19th! Aunty Edna went back home :( Bangkok trip with the family & Bff! Spent $6xx :/ Dad's giving me money to xxx!!!!!! :D Found a new job! :> Christmas <3 <3 <3 3rd Christmas with J hehehe :D Potluck countdown party at Angie's with the bbgirls! Year end chalet + bbq with the bbgirls! <3 BOUGHT MY BLACKBERRY HEHEHEHE<br />
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Thank you 2009, it's been quite a year.<br />
Hello 2010, please be a good year, a productive & full of achievement one :><br />
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I'm glad to have meet all of you babygirls <3 Thank you for everything! Thank you baby, for sticking by me :> our third year is approaching!! Thank you bff for being there all the time when I needed someone <3 Love all of you!!!! :><br />
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On a lighter note, bye scriptedrama. I'm moving elsewhere, and this will go into the memory box. I'm still contempleting if I should leave my new url here 'cos I have people poking their nose into my affairs and can't stop talking shit about me. If you want the new site, drop me a comment with your email :>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-49740990923129218122009-12-31T11:38:00.001+08:002009-12-31T11:38:25.181+08:00Last<br /><br /><center><a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/30/1118.jpg'><img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/30/s_1118.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'></a></center><br /><br />The long awaited 2D1N chalet with the babygirls + boyfriends/girlfriend is finally over. <br /><br />I'm back home. Sleepless for 24 hours. Gonna crash before doing anything. Can't take this exhaustion any longer!! But it's definitely worth it. I had Mac's breakfast at 4am!!!!!! :) heh<br /><br />Kthxbai later~~<br />Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-51442880792459531972009-12-26T22:09:00.000+08:002009-12-27T00:30:57.743+08:00If my heart was a house, you'd be homeI promise. Next year once I start blogging, I'll <s>not</s>never stop.<br />
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Blogging is an outlet for me and not blogging = keeping everything to myself. I cannot do it. I don't wanna do it. It's either that or trying to sum up my bad day in 140 characters on Twitter. It's not fun at all.<br />
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That aside, bee went Batam for a short getaway with her family. Before I left for BKK, we were arguing like mad almost everyday like it didn't matter whether I was leaving. It was the same when she was leaving. But just before we both left, everything was ok. Asking each other to be well, take care, eat well and stuff. She said (maybe not for you guys) the sweetest thing to me before she left: "Love you my baby, I will miss you. Catch you when I'm back!" It made me smile. Oh God, I'm tearing.<br />
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My phone's been silent after she left. No texts. No phone calls. No rushing to wherever my phone is when Ryan sings Love You Forever. No giggling while on the phone, no getting mad after hanging up. All until tomorrow.<br />
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I thought I'll be fine without her 'cos I always wanted some quite time alone. Now that I'm given, I don't want it. I'd rather have someone to talk to, someone to bug, someone to show what I found on the net and stuff.<br />
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This sucks.<br />
<i>Bee, promise me you won't go overseas anymore? Only with me? :(</i>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-77126736905665995292009-12-25T00:03:00.000+08:002009-12-27T00:07:39.641+08:00Christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziJ87zXhjvRmI7I8ayGbqPol6jGyiMp_rReDkakmb7ykN5zs1YqYIctut_qWR4OfDUnlbuUCPDITr9h8UnEqwZNsOqIZnPGXOhR6g4jX5takww5QtmuakOoQCeQb9EcsRt6tot1slWK4/s1600-h/spongebob.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiziJ87zXhjvRmI7I8ayGbqPol6jGyiMp_rReDkakmb7ykN5zs1YqYIctut_qWR4OfDUnlbuUCPDITr9h8UnEqwZNsOqIZnPGXOhR6g4jX5takww5QtmuakOoQCeQb9EcsRt6tot1slWK4/s400/spongebob.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Merry Christmas <3</span><br />
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Mad love this commercial!<br />
<b>Avril Lavigne for Canon Singapore <3</b>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-6694539627043880732009-11-17T22:04:00.001+08:002009-11-25T00:08:00.027+08:00By the time you read this, I hope to be dead. <br />
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You can't undo something that's happened; you can't take back a word that's already been said out loud. You'll think about me and wish that you had been able to talk me out of this. You'll try to figure out what would have been the one right thing to say, to do.<br />
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I guess I should tell you, "Don't blame yourself; this isn't your fault." But that would be a lie. We both know that I didn't get here by myself. You'll cry, at my funeral. You'll say it didn't have to be this way. You will act like everyone expects you to. <i>But will you miss me? More importantly, will I miss you?</i><br />
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<b>Does either one of us really want to hear the answer to that question?</b>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-6560835797440179032009-11-15T03:07:00.001+08:002009-11-15T03:09:08.962+08:00You know, it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnSM6CD7xnw1lc-MJvoi4Q9_xp0QSRHB4y-1XkbhBRiDnWOZPmdiCx5A5Ua74BF49HXT4b2PXv-gcWu0BVDtM8H0Jo0iMBlYEQ7wBYFs6UKiblxTOlmlN06a-CuqClw0cuxKwC5suiTsw/s1600-h/in5years.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnSM6CD7xnw1lc-MJvoi4Q9_xp0QSRHB4y-1XkbhBRiDnWOZPmdiCx5A5Ua74BF49HXT4b2PXv-gcWu0BVDtM8H0Jo0iMBlYEQ7wBYFs6UKiblxTOlmlN06a-CuqClw0cuxKwC5suiTsw/s400/in5years.jpg" /></a><br />
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3am, you're fast asleep in your cozy bed. Here I am, thinking of all the things you said and done & crying myself silly until I feel better, until I fall asleep. The whole episode since a month ago 'til now, it left me empty, disappointed & upset. This fight is not over. I wish it'd be over soon or right now because I'm exhausted. I'm tired of feeling tired.<br />
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What happened?<br />
What happened to us?<br />
What is it that changed?<br />
What was it that I did that ruined the happiness?<br />
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I wished I was loved by someone the way I love you. I wanna know how it feels like, how fortunate or painful it is to be with me. Is it so fortunate that you forgot I'm human? Is it so painful that it snaps easily, the sound of my name made you think if it is worth to stay?<br />
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I've fought, I've tried, I've cried, I've done almost everything I could ever think of to show you I am worth it. I am much worthy than those trashy girls you told me about, than that girl sitting in fifth row in class that you told me is pretty.<br />
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Been wanting to cry so bad & when the song <i>Need You Now</i> by Lady Antebellum played, tears started running like a tap.<br />
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<i>It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk, and I need you now.<br />
Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now. <br />
And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.</i><br />
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I dare not think about the years. I just want to be happy in <b>5 days</b>.Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-44488699317713250142009-11-06T11:06:00.000+08:002009-12-10T04:55:58.133+08:00:(Maid, Aunty Edna is leaving. She's in the living room reading the papers with her usual morning coffee. I'm in the room, tearing away at the thought of her not being with us anymore from today onwards.<br /><br />It didn't felt that real until just now when I realized as the time is ticking away, the lesser time we have with her. I was upset when her tickets were confirmed but I kept telling myself that it is not time yet, I shouldn't be too bothered about it. Now that the time has come, I'm lost. I don't know what to do. I just wish we had more time with her, and that she will not leave us forever. How selfish am I to think of that? Sigh..<br /><br />I'm old enough to think, unlike Zel. Aunty's family needs her more than anything else. And if at that time she was given a choice, she wouldn't leave her family to work overseas at all. I kept telling myself to think positively, maybe the new maid isn't that bad either? (though we can't stop talking about how bad she is since she came :x) <br /><br />People come and go in our lives, and some leave on a bad note, while some stays in your heart no matter how far the distance may be between the two of us. And I know no matter where I may be, or where I'll go, a piece of Aunty will be with me <3 <br /><br />If you ever find this someday Aunty, I love you. I don't know why I still can't say that to you in your face but please know that I do. I always have, and I always will. I hope your children will start to treasure you like the way we do, appreciate what you have been doing for them the past years. Thank you Aunty, for being in my life and a part of our little family :)<br /><br /><br />P/s: you'll always have us ♥<br />Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-61859392717801885482009-11-02T23:51:00.011+08:002009-11-05T00:30:12.343+08:00You swallow your sleep & wake up in the morning to find out you are not who you used to be<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRw-jQTbqtYQgFeoE0D5wuYy0_XbqkLlmLIuqOhRhJobEoxO8GJQH2eRiFopGwrNf86ADvY7XmjvZDSW-hexLXZQQJe0Z_Q52Mepcuhf3CrqlVDEd_ZzUFFf4LVNC07b3Qat0q9as57xc/s1600-h/dontwasteyourlife.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRw-jQTbqtYQgFeoE0D5wuYy0_XbqkLlmLIuqOhRhJobEoxO8GJQH2eRiFopGwrNf86ADvY7XmjvZDSW-hexLXZQQJe0Z_Q52Mepcuhf3CrqlVDEd_ZzUFFf4LVNC07b3Qat0q9as57xc/s400/dontwasteyourlife.png" /></a><br />
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Intensive studying starts today.<br />
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Went Vivo City with bff & Chrissy to study. Had Long John Silver for lunch, om nom nom! Damn happy to be eating ljs 'cos I haven't had it in a long while. Couldn't find proper seat at Starbucks 'cos their tables are round, and it's very difficult for the tree of us to study together on a round table so I suggested Gloria Jeans. I remembered Jemi & I went there to study once without getting anything & they didn't chase us away! Went there, bought ice latte & it sucks :x I NEED ICE BLENDED CARAMEL :(<br />
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Left the place at around 7ish. Headed to Superdog for dinner!! Hahaha my virgin try ^^ it's damn good. I love the chilli fries. I had cheeseburger, bff had chicken burger & Chrissy had the hotdog! Definitely going back for more :) Thanks Chrissy for the recommendation!<br />
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Mom & dad are planning a trip to Bangkok & bff's gonna tag along! I hope the talk with her mom will go well.. I AM DAMN EXCITED & SCARED & NERVOUS :( If she can't come, I'll be damn sad. Cannot wait for her to get back to me!<br />
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Off to study, toodles! :>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-31634999676081579402009-10-23T01:07:00.001+08:002009-10-23T01:07:51.819+08:00Happy birthday, Hanice!<br />Happy birthday, Louis!<br /><br />Today is definitely a day to remember :) assignment in the noon, surprised Hanice in the evening. Glad everything went according to plan! Will do a proper post real soon before I start mugging for exams :)<br /><br />xoxo,<br />Glynis<br />Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-44291843111657939762009-10-19T03:53:00.000+08:002009-10-19T03:53:12.440+08:00When you are in love, you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQr1Ki4x-fDvbSXhndO3gCfyTP6U3A2nin8-4sg1xxgeBqk8M4fJ3Q0wl5mh7hZl0AXL3ZLRosT7DBRtE7SIdhNUnYNlrriUh0T4jiBN8d2cP4EhOP1yZqKfepcdTGRMRDBqZHToshT3g/s1600-h/NFZTqoPOppoar6alkN9eyVs0o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQr1Ki4x-fDvbSXhndO3gCfyTP6U3A2nin8-4sg1xxgeBqk8M4fJ3Q0wl5mh7hZl0AXL3ZLRosT7DBRtE7SIdhNUnYNlrriUh0T4jiBN8d2cP4EhOP1yZqKfepcdTGRMRDBqZHToshT3g/s400/NFZTqoPOppoar6alkN9eyVs0o1_500.png" /></a><br />
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It's that feeling you get right in your core, when you look around, look at all the people you're surrounded by, and realize that these people are home. And one of the people who gave me the feeling of home, is you baby :)<br />
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I'm thankful we talked things out. I'm so glad we did. Despite disturbing Angie & bff in the cinema by texting you that night, I'm happy. 1am in the midst of the movie, I poured my heart out to you, telling you how I let us go so as to see if you'd chase us back. How I no longer cry for you, how the pain is slowly going away. And you did. You made an extra effort, go an extra mile for us.<br />
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A lot has changed, I'd say. We talked about our future, our many days together. You made me laugh more than usual. You do stupid things to upset me but to coax me, you do stupider things. You save up for driving lessons in order to drive us to wherever we wanna go, so we don't have to take the long torturous killing-us-slowly public transport. You make an effort to come down to my place and pick me before we head out (which I absolutely love, heh :)). You pay for my transport! Heh, you used to and did it again. You don't complain or grumble when I'm late for our dates. Your random <i>"I love you bee" </i>while we are shopping or walking dow the street makes me happy. You plan our year-end getaway and this year, it's bigger & better (not forgetting, the huge hole in our pockets :/). Every night the last thing I hear from you is <i>"Goodnight baby, I love you"</i> and this has never changed for the past two years, four months.<br />
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Thank you for making an effort to love me better, bb <3Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-13735936831972701602009-10-14T02:03:00.000+08:002009-10-14T02:03:31.086+08:00Part of you pours out of me in these lines from time to time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisCIQTHwrHzvTXVUxAg2q47mJ1k8eWX62BqEhQsS5wa9DAzNwAp-Gcd9leejGmA1i5-R_dClAFVaOvNj5br2pPCXYnhHCcuUrthLWxGXiI3P2KOzL7o_VOyWO_nWqtOEBaqZyXNXP9BqA/s1600-h/170617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisCIQTHwrHzvTXVUxAg2q47mJ1k8eWX62BqEhQsS5wa9DAzNwAp-Gcd9leejGmA1i5-R_dClAFVaOvNj5br2pPCXYnhHCcuUrthLWxGXiI3P2KOzL7o_VOyWO_nWqtOEBaqZyXNXP9BqA/s400/170617.jpg" /></a><br />
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<i>"And there's no worse feeling than when you wake up and feel okay for a minute and then that sick feeling washes over you and you remember it's not okay."</i><br />
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This is what I've been feeling lately. And it sucks. You don't ever wish to be me.<br />
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And I want you to know you're as important as they are but it seems like to you, it is not enough. So I'm gonna prove it to you that you are important to me. Because you really are. You play the biggest part in my life and you don't know that. It's tough being me you know. How much I wish you can click with them and we can hang out like friends do but you can't do that for me. But I don't wanna force you. If you're happy, be that way. When you're happy, I will be too.<br />
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Work is great. Angie & Hanice is what that keep me going. I don't wanna give up this job but I know my parents want me to. I've never found so much satisfaction in my job before, this is the first time & I never thought of leaving until Angela talked about a waste of talent blah blah. Jon also told me if I were to stay there for good, it's a waste. Like, why the fuck did I take diploma in mass comm for? I know, I know.. I'm too attached to this job and the people there.<br />
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Yknow I've wanted a group of friends that I could hang out with. Mutual friends with my girlfriend & close friends. And this job gave me a group of friends that I've never thought I'd be able to be so crazy with, have so much fun with. When I'm at work, they drop by to say hi laugh laugh laugh and bye off they go. When I'm not working, we arrange to have dinner together. Sit at Mos Burger like we own the whole place, refuse to leave until they close. With them, I saw my true self. I can be effing crazy, laugh loudly like no tomorrow, cry because my heart can take no more, say the most disgusting shit ever, wear the ugliest clothes that show my flaws & feel comfy with them looking at me, do the ugliest techno shit dance in a crowded club, eat like I've never had bak kut teh all my life and they still love me the same, just as I love them. Isn't that amazing?<br />
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Thank God for putting them in my life :) xGlynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-24908918726793067992009-10-11T02:58:00.000+08:002009-10-11T02:58:33.030+08:00Why am I the one who's still crying?<i><center>"When you truly trust someone you care about, you don't have to wonder if they love you as much as you love them."</center></i><br />
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Funny thing is, I wonder about this everyday.<br />
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This current earworm has been on repeat for 27 times and counting. The lyrics fits me very very well & it speaks of my emotions.<br />
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Please, I wanna be right where you are tomorrow. I need to be next to you, hand in yours wherever we go. I need the comfort. I don't wanna breakdown right now. I need to start Monday right so the week will be better than this..Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-3764802009234977742009-10-06T00:32:00.000+08:002009-10-06T00:32:26.124+08:00I’ve loved you then, like I love you now, like I probably always will<blockquote>What defines a best friend? What are the requirements to be a good best friend? How many hours a week does it entail? Stupid questions that have no answers. A best friend is not defined by how many times they talk on the phone, or how many hours they hang out together. It is not defined by how many sleepovers they gossip at, or how many inside jokes they have. There are no requirements or laws that state that a good best friend must hang out with them every weekend, or tell each other every little detail. A best friend is a matter of opinion. It is the person who has been there for you through everything, not just through the fun things, or the little things. It is the person that you call when you are at your absolute worst, it is the person who saves you when you didn't even notice that you needed saving, mostly it is the person who accepts you for who you are, and the person that you are becoming.<br />
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School was nothing but tiring despite it being a 3-hour class.<br />
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After class we did the best thing ever. Guitar hero <3 No pictures but everyone should definitely try it. Don't know how to play? Just whack. Hit the buttons and press press press! It sure does releases some stress yknow. I had so much fun today. Thank you guys :) <br />
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And we're getting on better. I didn't wanna tell you what I told you but I still told you instead before you start regretting & pulling my legs as I leave you. See? You mean so much to me. You know what I meant when I say we cannot be friends. Either lovers or friends. Choose one. I cannot see you with someone else other than me. I'm sorry, this is really selfish. I know how much you want me as your friend but I can't do it. It'll take a long time for me to get over this relationship & when it is over, I will not be able to look at you the same way for I've given so much in this relationship & I cannot call you 'my friend'. <br />
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I am so happy. I wanna be like this everyday.<br />
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But one thing, 30 minutes into Tuesday & I'm still here. I wanna be sleepy now so I can wake up on time tomorrow!!! :@Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-39820973550312303742009-09-26T13:47:00.001+08:002009-09-27T01:59:50.682+08:007 Habits of Highly Ineffective People<blockquote><b>1. Not showing up.</b><br />
One of the biggest and simplest thing you can do to ensure more success in your life – whether it be in your social life, your career or with your health – is simply to show up more. If you want to improve your health then one of the most important and effective things you can do is just to show up at the gym every time you should be there.<br />
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<b>2. Procrastinating half the day. To keep it short, my 3 favourite ways to get out of a procrastinating state are:</b><br />
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A good start in the morning lifts your spirits and creates a positive momentum for the rest of the day. That often creates a pretty productive day.<br />
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Split a task into small actionable steps. Then just focus on the first step and nothing else. Just do that one until it’s done. Then move on to the next step.<br />
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I find this guided mediation to be very useful. After 20 minutes of mostly just lying on my bed and listening I’m far more productive for a few days.<br />
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<b>3. When actually doing something, doing something that isn't the most important thing right now.</b><br />
When you have prioritized using this rule just write down the top 3 most important things you need to do that day. Then, from the top, start doing them. Even if you just get one of the things done, you have still done the most important thing you could do today.<br />
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<b>4. Thinking too much. </b><br />
Compulsively thinking and thinking and thinking is just another way to waste your time. You don’t have to examine everything from every angle before you try it. And you can’t wait for the perfect time to do something. That time never comes. And if you keep thinking you’ll just dig yourself down deeper and deeper and taking action will become more and more difficult. Instead you just need to stop thinking. Shut of your mind – it just helps you up to a point – and go do whatever you need to do.<br />
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<b>5. Seeing the negative and downsides in just about anything.</b><br />
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When you see everything from a negative perspective you quickly punch a hole in your own motivation. You find faults everywhere and problems where there are really none. You cling to details. If you want to find a reason to not do something then that’s no problem. From a negative viewpoint you can find ten reasons every time.<br />
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<b>6. Clinging to your own thoughts and being closed to outside influences.</b><br />
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It can be hard to admit that what you thought or believed was not the best alternative. So you cling to your thoughts harder and harder and keep your mind closed. This makes it hard to improve and for instance to become more effective. Even really considering the possibility that you can change your life can be difficult in this position.<br />
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<b>7. Constantly on information overload. </b><br />
With information overload I don’t just mean that you read a lot. I pretty much mean an overload in all input. If you just let all information flow into your mind it will be hard to think clearly. It’s just too much stimulation.<br />
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I'm guilty of #2, #4 & #5 for sure! :b Procrastinate is something I do everyday. Having too much on my mind caused me to be sleepless all the time. Negative thoughts always get the best of me.<br />
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Cozycot event at Expo, flea at Home Club & dinner with bffz & bblove!!!!!!! <3Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-1574407804711140102009-09-26T02:55:00.000+08:002009-09-26T02:55:10.920+08:00#501 out of 1001 things I want in a lover: Someone who will do anything to see me, even if it's just for a minute<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="295" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O38_cFwy40&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6O38_cFwy40&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br />
Current earworm: <b>Lights - The Listening (Acoustic)</b><br />
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<blockquote>"Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past, stop planning the future, stop trying to figure out precisely how we feel, and stop deciding with our mind what we want our heart to feel. more often than not, sometimes we just have to go with <i>'whatever happens, happens'</i>."<br />
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Wish I could..<br />
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Been crying for the past hour. Guess I don't deserve to be happy. My happiness is always so short-lived. Wished you lived a little longer in me, happiness, my dear.<br />
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Every day I think about you half as much as I did the day before. But I'll never stop thinking about you. Your name still roll off my tongue all the time, you're a topic that I'll always bring up in conversations. Do you know that?<br />
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I wanna feel better soon. I guess I kept so much inside of me, I cannot take it anymore. I don't wanna be this sad, I wanna be okay. Just okay. Never mind if I'm not happy, because this unhappy life I've been living, I'm getting so used to it. I guess I'll be strong enough to take it all.<br />
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<i>God, please..</i>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-81436067565672906782009-09-24T23:39:00.000+08:002009-09-24T23:39:34.453+08:00I'm only there so that you're not alone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBoiJVQSdA4-rHM1D54pdT02Vb60oAX6t0Ywf0l7ByF2h7byxZVoilfmBMyghNKxliabABkbxDpLZEgu8s1Sz12N_XTGyOYJraAAuSh8WtC-KL8quZakKK-1QYKufV9J61If1hXt5Zt_s/s1600-h/AZN7wsuV4p6bp595OFUOkPKto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBoiJVQSdA4-rHM1D54pdT02Vb60oAX6t0Ywf0l7ByF2h7byxZVoilfmBMyghNKxliabABkbxDpLZEgu8s1Sz12N_XTGyOYJraAAuSh8WtC-KL8quZakKK-1QYKufV9J61If1hXt5Zt_s/s400/AZN7wsuV4p6bp595OFUOkPKto1_500.jpg" /></a><br />
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On Saturday, Khloe lent me her digital Harinezumi. I just went on snapping, happily. Unknowingly it came up to 58 photos within a really short period of time. And also because my compact cam died on me, I used the Harinezumi to snap most of the time. Ever since then, I am so fucking tempted to just tell Khloe I'll take Harinezumi, the jelly lens that sissy wanted & the red/white holga. So. Fucking. Tempted!!!!! I can never get enough of lomo cams or cameras.<br />
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Small & compact, light weight! Need not develop the films at all. All you need a SD card reader to upload the photos you've taken. What is amazing about Harinezumi is that, you can take photos & videos! I'm so amazed. This costs like $230. :s I've to work for two weeks to get that much amount of money :( Should I get it, should I get it!!!!!!?<br />
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Shall show you guys a few photos that I snapped :)<br />
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Pretty, aren't they!?!!! Got a few more but check them out in my Facebook :) But this cam costs two weeks' pay!!!!!! Bff thinks that it is a tad too pricey for a small cam like this. Khloe suggested if I think it is too price for my liking, I can get VistaQuest.<br />
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This costs $97, retailing at PageOne bookstore. The difference between VQ & Harinezumi is VQ does not have LCD screen but Harinezmi have. I can earn $97 back if I work for three days...<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>HOW NOW BROWN COW I CANNOT DECIDE :(:(:(</b></span><br />
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I'll continue considering, while you readers help me make up my mind by commenting, ok luv!Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-7750064427596502022009-09-24T03:32:00.000+08:002009-09-24T03:32:01.676+08:00When left alone with my thoughts they always turn to you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHYkYdzMJ-QGmkpWUB5wz87lJwr5spWTtdPMPZ4qORFnmESwNg-MN9jcLQNMQJIyHuK3Lz6opZk9GZ7WBAEARXkg0gU-Xx3Q8tdkiTt2lfOSPePEwUGn0VMru0gCMEvZ7IQZc_5UiWqk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090923_17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHYkYdzMJ-QGmkpWUB5wz87lJwr5spWTtdPMPZ4qORFnmESwNg-MN9jcLQNMQJIyHuK3Lz6opZk9GZ7WBAEARXkg0gU-Xx3Q8tdkiTt2lfOSPePEwUGn0VMru0gCMEvZ7IQZc_5UiWqk/s400/Snapshot_20090923_17.jpg" /></a><br />
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Today I:<br />
x met a crazy aunty who kept asking everyone for money on the bus <br />
x was late to meet bb & her sissy to help them with their work <br />
x camwhored with them using her sissy's laptop's webcam<br />
x am very happy because after the talk I had with bee few weeks back, she kissed me twice & hugged me a million times on her own accord today. (love you babee)<br />
x bought durian puffs for mom & dad<br />
x had the longest conversation with bffz over msn<br />
x had the longest conversation with @yanhui_isdope & @hanicetsai over twitter<br />
x am very very very very happy because of you<br />
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Happy things happened. Now my eye can stop twitching like a bitch.<br />
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Project meeting tomorrow for SBS assignment with Shermaine, Chrissy, Samuel, Swathi & bffz. Can we all have PastaMania before that? The craving has gotta stop!! :( Been craving since the event on Saturday...<br />
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Ok 3.31am, my body clock is officially ruined. <br />
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P/s: you don't know how happy you made me <3<br />
P/p/s: bee, I really love t see you in the white tank top but hate you for not wanting t wear it out with me! :@Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-76946955555540910642009-09-18T01:27:00.000+08:002009-09-18T01:27:54.749+08:00You're the only thing I see & I have loved you beautifully<i>Just say what you mean and mean what you say. Don't expect someone to read your mind, and don't play games with heads or hearts. Don't tell half truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half truths are no better than lies. <b>Don't be cold to someone you care about, indifference hurts more than angry words.</b></i><br />
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Sorry that I was cold to you. But your indifference hurt me more than anything else. And you know what? I've been hurting for a long time now.Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-62901743160847946872009-09-17T23:25:00.000+08:002009-09-17T23:25:44.666+08:00Every girl needs a man...<blockquote>The kind that will treat you right. The kind that searches for you with all his heart. The kind that respects you and adores you.<br />
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Every girl needs a man who won’t cheat on her. One who can be trusted in a room full of beautiful girls. Because he’s smart enough to know that he already has a girl who has everything that he wants, needs and more.<br />
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The right guy will never leave you lonely and wondering. You will always know where you stand with him. He will be your best friend and lover. He’ll call you early in the morning just to say good morning or late at night to say good night and maybe even tell you a bedtime story to make you laugh or talk to you until you fall asleep.<br />
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This guy will be the kind that’ll do anything for you, even if it’s just to go to the store to buy you your favorite ice cream. He’ll buy you flowers just because it’s a Wednesday and will notice your hair when you’ve gotten it cut or have gotten all gussied up specifically for him.<br />
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You deserve a guy who will cherish you. He’d never be afraid to smile to his friends when you’re around and tell them, “She’s the one”. He’d appreciate you for the things you do for him, even if they’re little… like the little love notes you leave him.<br />
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He’ll be chivalrous. He’ll wait for you when you’re falling behind, open doors for you and will walk you to the door to make sure you get in safely. He would defend and fight for you and never bail on you when you needed him most.<br />
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The right guy will call you beautiful instead of hot, he’ll kiss your forehead when you’re down and he’ll be the one who will love you for everything you are.<br />
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<b>Never settle for anything less.</b></blockquote><br />
Read this last night before I went to bed. Really like this writing :)<br />
And it's totally true, no?Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-66883775070621818492009-09-17T22:50:00.001+08:002009-09-17T22:53:09.607+08:00You know that I love you so, I love you enough to let you go<center><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R31WwMnyD0I&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R31WwMnyD0I&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br />
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<blockquote>Remember all the things we wanted<br />
Now all our memories, they're haunted<br />
We were always meant to say goodbye<br />
Even with our fists held high<br />
It never would have worked out right, yeah<br />
We were never meant for do or die...<br />
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I didn't want us to burn out<br />
I didn't come here to hurt you now I can't stop...<br />
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I want you to know<br />
It doesn't matter where we take this road<br />
Someone's gotta go<br />
And I want you to know<br />
You couldn't have loved me better<br />
But I want you to move on<br />
So I'm already gone<br />
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Looking at you makes it harder<br />
But I know that you'll find another<br />
That doesn't always make you wanna cry<br />
It started with the perfect kiss then<br />
We could feel the poison set in<br />
"Perfect" couldn't keep this love alive<br />
You know that I love you so<br />
I love you enough to let you go<br />
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I want you to know<br />
It doesn't matter where we take this road<br />
Someone's gotta go<br />
And I want you to know<br />
You couldn't have loved me better<br />
But I want you to move on<br />
So I'm already gone<br />
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I'm already gone, already gone<br />
You can't make it feel right<br />
When you know that it's wrong<br />
I'm already gone, already gone<br />
There's no moving on<br />
So I'm already gone<br />
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Ahhhh already gone, already gone, already gone<br />
Ahhhh already gone, already gone, already gone <br />
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Remember all the things we wanted<br />
Now all our memories, they're haunted<br />
We were always meant to say goodbye...<br />
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I want you to know<br />
It doesn't matter where we take this road<br />
Someone's gotta go<br />
And I want you to know<br />
You couldn't have loved me better<br />
But I want you to move on<br />
So I'm already gone<br />
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I'm already gone, already gone<br />
You can't make it feel right<br />
When you know that it's wrong<br />
I'm already gone, already gone<br />
There's no moving on,<br />
So I'm already gone</blockquote></center>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-79654090635447037782009-09-15T01:29:00.000+08:002009-09-15T01:29:54.027+08:00You can't truly have an open heart until it's been broken<div style="text-align: center;">I don't know if you felt that or not.<br />
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But it felt like two people kissing after hours of thinking about it.<br />
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It felt like two people talking after nights of silence.<br />
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It felt like two people touching after weeks of being numb.<br />
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It felt like two people facing each other after months of looking away.<br />
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It felt like two people in love after years of being alone.<br />
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And it felt like two people meeting each other, after an entire lifetime of not meeting each other.</div>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-82224895923504443412009-09-10T00:25:00.001+08:002009-09-10T00:25:35.993+08:00Our last kiss<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNAX6DGhcFw&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNAX6DGhcFw&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><br />
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<blockquote><b>Meredith Grey:</b> Hey.<br />
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<b>Derek Shepherd:</b> Hey. You almost died today.<br />
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<b>Meredith Grey:</b> Yeah, I almost died today.<br />
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<b>Meredith Grey:</b> I can't, I can't remember our last kiss. All I could think about was, "I'm going to die today and I can't remember our last kiss," which is pathetic. But the last time we were together and happy, I... want to be able remember that, and I can't Derek. I can't remember.<br />
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<b>Derek Shepherd:</b> I'm glad you didn't die today.<br />
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<b>Derek Shepherd:</b> It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little "Dartmouth" T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole in the back of the neck. You'd just washed your hair and you smelled like some kind of... flower. I was running late for surgery. You said you were going to see me later, and you leaned to me, you put your hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick. Kind of like a habit. You know, like we'd do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.<br />
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<b>Meredith Grey:</b> Lavender. My hair smelled like lavender... from my conditioner.<br />
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<b>Derek Shepherd:</b> Lavender. Huh.</blockquote><br />
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I can't remember the last time we kissed.<br />
I can't remember the last time you wanted to hold my hand.<br />
I can't remember the last time you wanted to hold me.Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-37294363335162699512009-09-08T02:22:00.000+08:002009-09-08T02:22:10.114+08:00I'm haunted by a sadness in this heart of mineI realized I don't know if I love you anymore. I always said I'd love you, but I feel like I'm moving and changing while you stay static.<br />
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I'm passing you by, my dear.<br />
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In some ways I still want us to work, want this whole crazy thing full of mistakes and anger and happiness and sharing and beauty to work. But in another, larger way, <b>I feel like I've already lost you.</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">(<a href="http://todayilived.tumblr.com/post/167150503">x</a>)</span>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6340090163514379522.post-70583824408730835362009-09-05T02:12:00.001+08:002009-09-08T02:17:01.855+08:00I miss the sound of your voice, the loudest thing in my headToday, I realized loving you is difficult; almost unbearable. The fights, in your words, "pull our last threads," put us "on thin ice" or "on the edge of the cliff," place "a strain on our relationship," thus being "this close to being done." I never understand how you treat me sometimes, how you point out all my flaws, how you occasionally call me unpleasant things, and how you could leave as if your life would be perfect and untouched; as if I haven't made any impact. Sometimes I really don't know why I stay with you, why I bother to fight for our relationship. You, in fact, bring out the worst of me.<br />
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But still, I've never wanted anything as much as I've wanted to be with you. You bring the best out of me. We've done so much for each other, and you and I both know that it's not worth throwing all away. In going through so much together, it's unbelievable how we both could stand all of this.<br />
More importantly, you altered my outlook on life. You’ve changed me for the better.<br />
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The good times outweigh the bad times by tons and tons, and tons.<br />
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Drowning in your love is worth it in the ending when you remind me that you love me.<br />
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I love you, too.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(<a href="http://todayilived.tumblr.com/post/177748641">x</a>) </span></div>Glynis ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/16657538953789225236noreply@blogger.com0