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I only befriend people who can accept the way I am. Cold yet emotional, complicated yet simple. I can don a thousand masks but I won't in front of those whom are close to my heart. I bake, I cook, I sing, I dance, I'm just any ordinary girl you can find. Drown me with Long Island Tea Without Coke for that's my love. Never try agitating me. I forgive easily but I do not forget. I really dislike people who bitch nonsensical stuff about me to others. You're just jealous, so go get a life or ask your Mom for one again. Oh yes, I'm not picky about food. But I do adore good food. I mean really good ones. I've learnt to live through the worst of life. So don't come preaching me.


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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

I'm getting naggier day by day. I think being sick makes me ponder over endless stuff while I'm lying on my bed trying to get some sleep, yet distracted by the pain. I've so much to say yet I don't know where to start.

I love my boyfriend. I never understood how I can never fail to miss his presence though we just left each other for a few minutes. The one that haunts my mind everytime I try to fall asleep. I never managed to get rid of him. It's annoying yet I like it. I love everything about him. Like, simply everything. Every lil inch of his physical being, from his almost hairless legs to that pair of hands that cups my chin and the side of my face so perfectly. It's almost magical whenever he holds my face that way.

How wonderful it is to have someone around to hold onto you when you feel all weak and helpless. It sucks being a sick cat and I'm so grateful I've Jeff around. It's wonderful to have someone kiss every inch of my face hoping my pain will go away. It's wonderful to have someone hugging me so tightly from the back and kissing my back non-stop when my tears flowed endlessly while I curled up in agony. It's wonderful to rest my cold cheeks on his warm hands that very moment. I knew even if I faint at that very moment, he'll be around.

Thank you Honey, for always being one call away, for making feel safe when I'm at my weakest. I felt so bad when I looked into your eyes that day. I know I caused you heartache and I caused you to be worried but the pain was unbearable. I could see that flicker of panic in your eyes no matter how you try your best to keep it from me. I'm sorry love. Thanks for not sleeping and rushing me to the doc's at the fastest speed possible. I don't want to be too naggy here, shall do it privately instead. (:

I love you BF.