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    layout: detonatedlove♥
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    Saturday, June 30, 2007
    1:04 PM

    This week has been crazy.
    Seriously.

    Firstly, with all the projects in hand.
    Then the brain-squeezing ICA.
    And then confessions.
    Finally, more confessions.

    I was afraid of reactions.
    Of what might happen.
    Of what would be said.
    And of what I might have to do at the end of the day.

    The situation I am in right now.
    I'm scared.
    Honestly.
    I refuse to think about it.

    Dear,
    If heart to heart conversations are what brings us closer together, then I want more of them.
    If tears and hugs are the reason behind honesty, then I want you to cry and hug me more.
    And,
    If someday, letting go means saving our friendship, trust me I would.

    Thanks for opening up to me.
    You know I love you. =)

    You give me a reason to smile each time I see you.

    Fizah

    I do things my way.
    So don't stop me.

    Don't be afraid to make a wrong move.
    Because life has a funny way of making all things wrong seem right.

    Memories don't do us much good.
    It becomes of a burden as we age.

    footprints



    don't leave
    ALTHEA
    AMELIA
    ANNICE
    CHRISTINA
    DAYANA
    *GEOK LENG*
    HERDA
    JASON TOH
    JOSHUA
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    SHIKIN
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