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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 ::
Today's the last straw...I can't tolerate them anymore. I was so nice, took time off to give them remedial on the test tmr, and see wad happened!? When I went into the class, onli a few were there, so they were actually chatting with mi. It's after sch liao, so I'm more relaxed with dem. Then the naughty boys went to touch my pencil case, then took out my calculator, den I forgot I wrote my name on it last time. So they started calling mi by my name, in unison sumore. I was so fed up, I told dem, it's enuff. And you noe wad? They happily continued. I was boiling mad, I grab my books and pencil case and stormed out of the classroom. I realli cant take it anymore...I'm friendly to dem doesn't mean they can go overboard, always trying to push their luck.