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    Quotes: Get up before my time, go back to sleep again. Got nothing more to do than hope I dream of you. At least these dreams seem real.


    excuse me?
    Wednesday, May 5, 2010, 4:59 PM
    Today was fun, there was a stall being set-up by the ITE students, a part of their SBM (Small Business Management) project. I went to every stall and looked what are they selling. I saw my friend who apparently took the January intake asking me to buy her stuff. And I didn't, such a bad friend. And later on, Ika saw me making my way to B1-06 room for my Customer Service lesson and she quickly ran towards me asking me to buy her goodie bag. It's a $2 goodie bag which is full of sweets and chocolates. I'd bought anyway and she gave me an extra 2 sweets which cost 20 cents each. Haha, her friends was like, "Hey, 20 cents each!"

    I came late, I'm seriously not feeling well. But I'd came to school even though I'm sick. ):
    But still worth it la, can see that 'Banking Girl'. And I should stop saying that until I know her name.

    Liking someone is frustrating. Whenever I don’t like anyone, I think about how cute it would be to like a girl secretly and think about her a lot and talk to her everyday. I thought that even non-mutual liking was way romantic.

    And now I like someone and I saw her every single day and pretty much it’s exactly what I thought would be a dream. I feel the constant need to talk to her and when I do I feel so nervous. I used to have really great conversations with my friends.. but I don't know why I just can't speak out a word.

    Currently, my real life it’s scary and miserable. I have no idea if she likes me or not. I’m guessing not. I have this instinct. But then again sometimes people surprise you. Like I didn’t think that girl #124 ever liked me but she did. I’m too used to people who are really obvious I guess. Anyway I feel like I’m just wasting my time and energy but I can’t stop liking her. I want to just give up but at the same time, I want to do what I’ve always wanted and just.. like a person without caring how they would react. I’m just setting myself up for pain.