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Sunday, May 22, 2011

adapting a working life from school is not easy at all.
there're so much things to be learnt.
i realised all these after that incident happen last week.
and i'm glad people are there to look out for me.
seriously speaking, i'm really like a kid there.

so far..
besides my mum, there're 2 people who really know me inside out.
even better than my best friends, buddies.
they are people who i wouldnt hide my feelings.
or should i say, i couldnt hide at all.
a small expression on my face, and they could guess correctly what i am thinking.
and they know one of my character that no one knows.
that character that was well hidden from anyone.
but they manage to spot on.

how to let u go,
when you were once so precious to me.
how not to ignore you,
when you were once so important to me.

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