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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 ::
Damn damn damn sian... went for my first lecture of the sem today. The lecture was nice, but what happened was, I tried to make conversation with this girl sitting beside me (since I figured that if I'm gg to major in Elang and none of my frens are majoring in it, I better start making some Elang frens or I'll be all alone until the day I graduate). I asked her if this module need to buy any textbk, she say "dunno, he never say anything abt it.", den went back to sms-ing. WAH PIANG! I dun tink I'd ever in my life made the first move and tried to make conversation with someone la! Bloody hell... she better dun come to me next time if she happen to need my help.