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Wednesday, March 10, 2010


Today had dinner with a friend who also went through almost the same situation as me. i'm happy that she has really let go and move on. which spur me to think of it. yes i think thinking of such things is really a total waste of time. which is why i'm typing them down, hoping that i will never hav to think of it again.

sometimes i think of asking him how he's doing. but then, i asked myself y am i giving myself chances of receiving lost hopes again. i dun wish to noe whether he's already w her, i believed he is. so really no pt asking him how he's doing. yup. i wish there is such "forget-him-totally" potion in Alice in Wonderland for me to drink.

have i really moved on? i guessed i'm improving. at least now i can concentrate during work much more. i'm not afraid to stay late in office. i look forward to meeting up with friends. but whenever the phone sms tone ring, yes sometimes i'll think if its him. i guess it takes time...

saying that "u're the one" is only at the moment of time. its really v subjective...there's always a better one for u out there even though u might think u're contented with wat u already hav. so its really up to u whether u want to open yourself to the world to find the right one, n even if u think u found the right one, there's always a better one somewhere else. hence it all boils down to commitment n responsibility??

they say god has plans n time will tell. yes i believed in that. there are jus some things in life which u need to go thru to learn...

"if you think that the world is big without me, nothing can stop u from flying."

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