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It's like a Hallmark Card
Date / Time : Sunday, February 22, 2009 / 2:42:00 PM |


Ten years ago, I thought by the time I'm in my twenties, I would be one of those independent women who are conquering the world. But now as I look at my life, myself, there's nothing really new. I'm still a kid, labeled as Class E for being dependent on my parents.

Then I met these other children. I'm happy I'm not alone! These kids are the same as me. Brilliant, but still kids.

They grow old with me (especially Melai since her birthday is next to mine). Then I realize, some things aren't worth rushing. Because I know, in our own time...

We will be on TOP of the world.
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person responsible.
Introvert. Intuition. Feeling. Perceiving.
Full enthusiasms and loyalties, but seldom talks of these until she knows you well. Cares about learning, ideas, language and independent projects of her own. Tends to undertake too much then somehow get it done. Friendly but often too absorbed in what she is doing to be sociable. Little concern with possessions or physical surroundings.

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