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We are the keepers of our own heart.
So what is it about following the voice in your heart?
Some hear the voice but are deaf to it...
Some listen too much to the voice in their head,
they ignore the one in their heart.
So just what is it about following the voice in your heart?
Just ask the keeper of this blog...
The keeper of her own heart.
the keeper
:: Xuanwan ::
:: 12/09/84 ::
:: NUS undergrad ::
:: FASS ::
loves
:: my family ::
:: andrew ho ::
:: badminton ::
:: bubble tea ::
:: babies ::
:: singing ::
:: sleeping ::
:: slacking ::
:: surprises ::
moodswings
wishlist
:: finish the whole series of Sex & The City ::
:: to enjoy whatever modules I'll be doing next sem ::
:: not be kicked out of NUS and have to go sell bubble tea ::
:: rid the world of nasty jerks ::
:: to get out of boring S'pore for holiday! ::
fellow keepers
:: MeiTinG ::
:: EileeN ::
:: KiM ::
:: CheryL ::
:: LizA ::
:: Carin ::
:: ShiH ::
:: TaB ::
:: YY ::
:: LijiA ::
:: YiRu ::
:: MinyU ::
:: XinYi ::
:: JesLyn ::
:: Xuanzhi ::
:: Alvin ::
:: Xiaowei ::
:: Cheryl Tan ::
:: Karina ::
:: Cheryl Ho ::
:: Rion ::
hunts
credits
:: xiaoyu ::
:: jimmy liao ::
Finally back home, spent my CNY in my Malaysia house with all my relatives. Mentioning my relatives gives me a headache again. You can never guess wad happened to poor mi on yesterday. Went to my aunt's house to "bai nian", den maybe it's the first time I wear until so proper when I go my relative's house, even before I step into the house there was commotion. No joke, I'm serious. (Actually it's not lyk I dress until super nice, juz how I dress when I go out to meet my frenz, white V-neck sleeveless top and a flow-y blue skirt.) I can hear dem from inside, "Wah, WanWan big lady already, so pretty ( they seldom see mi in contacts ), blah blah blah. "I was so embarrassed I stayed outside pretending to play with the little ones & dun dare to go into the house. My mother have to come out & ask mi to go in to "bai nian" to my relatives. Aaargh.