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Oh hello. I am Serene and I am 20 Soon. Chocolates and MTea and money are my favorite things.




Sarina
Adeline Phyllis'K Evelyn Steph

Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Friends? Are they real?

I've been crying alot lately. Where are all my friends? I used to have a bunch of best friend when I was primary school. But it ended due to some misunderstanding and I didn't stand up for myself. I scared that no one would believe me. Because of my weakness, it ended off just like that when I started secondary one. I'm always the follower, not the leader. I'm always the weakess among all and that I admit. Even when I was in secondary school, friends turn away when I'm in trouble. Maybe at that point of time, there isn't any serious problem to see throught this relationship. Now, almost turning 21, I asked myself? Who is there for me when I need care and concern? Who will cares for me? Who will text me asking how am I? Who will ask me for a meetup? I'm sad to say, lesser and lesser. Meetup used to be an enjoyable sessions where we gossip and talk and laugh anything under the sun. Now, going toward different view in our lifes. Are we still the same? We used to share different opinion, We used to decided on a common place to hangout. But now, you all choose the place that you want and places that I go, there's only crticising. What I do, you all object and show deeply ur dislikeness. But those are the thing I loved to do, thts my passion. How much I wish you all will be here when I fight. But, straight answer of NO, hurts my heart. I always appreciate thing that you guys do, I nv critise the path that u choose, the person that you choose to spent for the rest of ur life. So why are you critising the one I love? No one appreciate me anymore. It hurts when I think of the days when we used to sing the song 老婆 by SHE. Everytime we meetup, I will get sad. Got blame for the choice made which you don't like It's either somethig bad bout my lovelife or it the conflict in interest. I always tried my best to make things work. If my friends not there to support me. Den who will?

Monday, April 12, 2010


Friday, March 19, 2010
Why are things always the same ending?

Totally dislike the feeling of disappointment. Why do people make plans and it always don't go right. Why am I always been taken for granted and why I'm always the only one ? So many things are happening at the same time. And I'm sick and tired of it.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010
doubts

If things going to be like this, I rather it had never happened before. Sometimes, humans are really blinded by the things that are happening and forget to think about the consequences that they might face. But what had done cannot be undone. Having bad memories causes me to face with this kind of shit nowadays. I’m defeated and surrender myself to fate. There’s still no one who can tear down the wall which is affecting me now. My heart is easily affected, so are my soul.
It’s good to experience the bad stuffs, it keeps me thinking and helps me get a life with what I really want. Making me stay away for what’d not for me and grabbing the chance to do what I really wanted.