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There is an inner beauty about a woman who believes in herself, who knows she is capable of anything that she puts her mind to. There is a beauty in the strength and determination of a woman who follows her own path, who isn't thrown off by obstacles along the way. There is a beauty about a woman whose confidence comes from experiences; who knows she can fall, pick herself up, and move on

for four hours i ve been searching a new BLOG SKINS.
i couldnt find any suitable one yet though.
how i wish i could make one.
but either im too busy to do it , im actually too lazy to make one.

i was reading Diane's blog.
i felt really sad for her.i wish she wouldnt worry so much.
and i was really touched with what her mommy do.
not all mommy do that ,isnt it?
i mean.. my mom doesnt even care wether i have perfomance.
when i wish they could just come for my production.
my daddy actually said that "see how first..not very important."lol.
i guess she is a really lucky girl.
so i love you diane,plz do take care of yourself okay.
and today im so sory i didnt really talk much with you,
because i dont really feel well myself.


jasmine,PLZ DO take care of ur hand.

if not you will see it drop like dead cabbage.

i should say my life quite fine.

except the fact im literaly quite sick.and there goes my mood.

i guess i really overwork my body.

it seems my health really quite affected badly.

though i said I DEMAND MYSELF NOT TO SICK.

i ve been vomiting since wednesday night.

its like nothing actually come out.though thursday night,some minch food

actually do vomited out.

but worst of all,the feeling just come when im dancing vigorously.

sigh..~

im waiting for baby to come.

oh ya..i see a yellow butterfly today.i was trying to chase it.

but i couldnt !-__-

its so RARE to see buterfly flying around school area.

I MEAN HERE IN SINGAPORE,actually its quite bloody rare.

sigh..i like butterfly,but it seems none of butterflies like me.

i went to a butterfly farm in penang(if i wasnt wrong),

none of butterfly wanna stay in my arms.

confession of the day : i ate a chocolate.

i swear i will never do it anymore. my head thumping like as if

endless needle piercing my head.

another sigh...