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Upclose and personal.
This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.

I'm just your average girl next door. Need I say more? I write about what I think feels. I don't care about what you think about me 'cause it don't matter. If you think you don't like me or my blog, you can leave. Otherwise, come on in and hear my rants!! =) A year older comes May second. Sexy, Naughty, Bithcy ME!

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Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Confused

Some things are not meant to be shared.
Some things are meant to be a secret.

I'm just glad the worst is over.
I thank Him for the great friends I have - friends who were there for me when I need them.
Be it good or bad, be it ups or downs, be it happy or sad.

Dad doesnt want to let us go.
I guess it was meant to be.
We'll just watch him from afar and see what he will do next.
He wants to play mind games, so be it.
We'll play the reverse psychology game, Fine!
Count me in!

I'm just glad that things are better now for both me, Mum and all of us at home.
If its meant to be, its meant to be.
After so many years together, I'm sure it'll work out fine.
All of us are grown up, and I'm sure we are all able to care for your old age, Mum.

No matter what happens, I will always be here for you.
Forget all the past when I couldnt even talk to you or discuss things with you.
Gone were the days when we totally did not speak to each other at all, and all the hatred that I kept with me all those years.

I want to be by your side when you need me.
Anytime, anywhere.
Right here, right now.

I love you Mum.