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Wednesday, May 7, 2008

I am in a sarcastic mood today so if you are hoping to read my latest post for enjoyment, I wouldn't count on it. Go ahead. Click that "X" at the top right hand corner of your screen. I wouldn't blame you. Just don't say I didn't warn you. I have not been a very good blogger lately have I. [that was a statement, not a question.] I would say I have an excuse, cause of course I do. My excuse is that I'm too busy being occupied with school to be able to sit in front of the screen and ponder about what I want to blog about. Cause I only think of something when I'm in front of the screen.

Many many things have happened. For one, Prelim Exam part 1 have started. We had the English paper 1 & 2 on Monday. Was tougher than i expected, especially since the first passage about some ancient China that I did not understand. ( got to research on that.) The Mt paper 1 & 2 yesterday was slightly better. I am proud to say that I manage to listen well for Mt Listening Comprehension justnow. (eventhough yesterday I forgot to dig my ears) Laughs. Prelim exam part 1 is over. Now, I'm mugging for Prelim exam part 2. Mugmugmug!

Anyway, stop taking light things too seriously can? Can't you smell my sarcasm? You know I'm sarcastic and I dont always mean what I say. So why still bother be angry at minor issues? You say I'm irritating. But then, mirror yourself. I already told you how much I hate people who loves sulking at every small little things. You act like as if I've spread the most evil rumors around and everyone comes to know about it. Or like I've beseiged you with false accusations. I'm sorry I have to say this here, but I don't think I have a choice. Sorry.

And I cannot wait to get married. I really can't. It's not that I want to get away from my family, please, be a little bit open-minded thank you. It's just that I want to have a husband. I know. I am so not making any sense. And pls Shaa, it's not because I want to have the moment ehh? I just want to be a bride, that's all. Ha-ha. I want my marriage to surmount my expections and be extremely awed by it because of the extreme grand-ness. Oh crap! Told you not to read. Now you see what I mean? That aside. I don't even know why I even talked about something as lame as that. It is pointless and it gets nowhere.

AND THIS IS DEDICATED SPECIALLY FOR YOU SUGAR,
Your approval is not what I seek. Just because I hang on your every word, it doesn't mean that I'm weak. I tell you that I love you, when I think that you need to hear it.When you're in one of your moods, I don't argue back at you because I know that sometimes in a relationship, you just have to let it be. I wear my emotions on my sleeve when it concerns us. I will give my love until it hurts, that's my heart's sacred rule. When even on days with sunshine, all I see is rain. I Love You With my every breath, With all I have left, From the deepest depths of my heart, I love you. When everything's gone, When all has withdrawn, When hopelessness dawns, Don't forget, I love you. The extent to which I love you cannot be captured in words or in a phrase. It is not possible to count everything I love about you by any number. The depths in which my soul holds you close could not be measured in feet or any distance travelled. There is no name, not even the most perfect of names that could justify the love expressed in what you mean to me.There are not enough words in existence to describe what I feel when you hold me tight and gaze into my eyes. It is not possible to have a phrase that could capture the essence of my heart's desire when you are with me.

I LOVE YOU SWEETHEART.





TIARA ATYRA

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I'm TIARA ♥ and I'm pretty messed up.
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