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.Sunday, March 14, 2010 ' 11:01 AM Y
trying out my new handphone!

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.Thursday, March 11, 2010 ' 5:12 AM Y
Title : ...and here we are, drifted apart.

It has been 6 days since we last met. Finally, finally we were able to contact each other through internet.
For so long of missing, it brings so much of sadness to my day.

We are different in so many ways.
These difference tends to be magnify especially when we are apart.
Days of missing, had not gone to waste. Since he does miss me too.
Yet why do I get these loneliness and differences?

He could light up my day.
For he is the star at night.
It might be dim to most, yet it is bright enough to light up the small chamber in my heart.
He stands there, shining brightly in the dark.
His brightness warmed my heart, and for a split seconds I thought...
I thought I could be as bright as he can...
For a split second... I wish, I wish to be beside him and tried... to struggle my way there...
However, no matter how hard I try to reach out my hands, he is a star.
High up in the sky.
Love never fade, yet hands got too tired that they stop reaching for the stars that could never be mine.

He must really be enjoying himself!
In fact, I do feel happy for him. Seriously...
Who am I to be feeling this loneliness?
Soon I will just be a memory. Long forgotten and long forsaken.
Wishing that I had never came cross his path.

I am so unwanted, so small and useless...
With so much of love, with so much of sleepless night, and here we are drifted apart.

Love,
XinYi

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.Thursday, March 4, 2010 ' 6:39 AM Y
Topic : And How I Hate To Admit...

Do not know why I always get this feeling; time really flies.
And how I would like to brag about my so "many" experiences in life, really frightens me.

Going on a trip to Bizlink tomorrow!
WOW... My first planned trip to a company for an event ever!
Kind of cool right?! =/
(>.<)

That trip was a trip for our project - SIP.
For the many reasons to why I joined SIP, the reason I like most is being able to gain lots of experience along the way!

At the start of SIP, we had to start from scratch. Find an organisation or a particular group of people who would like and accept our help.
From there, can we then move on to brainstorm on an idea to help them.

It was never an easy task. People tends to reject you as you are powerless.
You can say they look down on you, however, seriously, how sure are they or maybe are we that we can create an impact on someone's life?
The thought of it seems noble, but by actually doing it, proves a million thing and kills a thousand thoughts.

It begins by just a project for me to kill my free time, but now, it is a project that teaches me reasons and show me what the world out there is really like.

Being put as a leader and agrees to be one, is the most foolish thing I could had possibly done.
Perhaps being to eager to stand out was the real reason, yet it is really a tiring job that exhaust me out.

Sometimes I wonder why I should put in so much effort when everyone is seating down there, just waiting for a good end result.
And why they have so much to say when they contribute or does not wants to contribute anything at all?

I really love to help Bohan. Whatever he does or do, I just want to be part of it.
And how I hate to admit that he makes me angry with his arrogant attitude but he made me loves him more each day.

He will be going to Cambodia for 2 weeks.
I wonder will he fall in love with another girl and discard me?
How likely it will be... For I am a girl that a guy would possibly run away.
By then, how should I react? Or am I just thinking too much?

P.S I love you.
Can you promise to never go?
I will miss you, dear.



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