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Saturday, November 12, 2011 Y 12:38 AM


What is me?

Theres alot to say, but keep getting stuck in my head. My fingers are ready to type but stopped when I stared at the blank screen. When the words were flowing, I backspaced umpteen times cos, those words can't describe what I'm feeling or thinking right now.

I felt so wrapped up. when I try to peep through the thick wraps, so excited to get out, but gets tired struggling and settled in again...

*oh, I backspaced again* LOL

I used to be always laughing, laming, full of energy.. until once I told my friends, this is what I was carved out to be. Serious. Sensible. Rational. I didn't really understand how it came about.

Work had required me to think and weigh decisions. I have to plan, to do, to solve problems, project a professional image during training, and due to job nature.


And then to spend time at home when my brother's not around. I learnt to fix DVD players, fixed phone, fix computer, fix printer, scream at pple who try to take advantage of my father, running errands for my mother, taking care of two elderly who doesn't know how take care of themselves. When I also can't take care of myself. =/

I got to think of increasing allowances to give, my mother's savings account, my savings account, my school fees, my phone bills, mum's phone bills, plus (new) tv and internet bills.

I got to plan my time for work, study, music, friends and family.

There are so much to think, to plan, to consider, to ponder, to worry.

Friends thinks I'm too stress, colleagues thinks I'm tired, family thinks I'm getting more bad tempered. Guy thinks I'm too serious. Many thinks I'm getting emo.

Traits of a libra? Always wanting to balance all things. Be fair to all. I wanted to make everything well. Sometimes I'm proud of myself that I could actually do it!!

But sometimes, I also feel my shoulders getting heavy, my head getting heavy, my eyelids are also getting heavy. The current me, is a sour strawberry.

0 2 cent berries

Sometime the Rain falls, Just to Rain again...
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MITCHELLE
21 OCTOBER
I've met 'hurt'. But I did not wear an armour
I've met 'dishonesty'. But I still believe
I've met 'betrayal'. But I still love
I've met 'love'. But 'love' did not stay for me...

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