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About Me


Name: Joey Sim
Age: 24
Attached blissfully

grateful
Solely fictional. I relates my life and anything that took place throughout the day/month. :)
Wishes
Happines
more $$
world peace
good health


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Gratefulness
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Inspiration- X

exits;

Caroline H
Elsa
Gernice
Joy
Juliet
Pokie
Sandy Lim


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Thank god for Wednesday, September 21, 2005
-=My Life=-

When i was young i always tot that i m so stupid.. i didnt excel in my studies nor my sports.. pp always tot tat i was a happy girl with no worry in myself.. no one understand mi at all.. my parent use to sae i'm stupid, not like my cousin who can get into university.. now i still studying in poly.. i always tot tat i can find a person who understand my needs.. till now there is none.. i'm m veri veri sad with myself for being such a failure in everything.. In friendship, relationship and even my family.. NOw den i feel the importance of my family, the need and concern they are giving mi.. i m a girl who needs alot alot alot of attention.. i may be brave on the outside but not the inside.. i m slowly becoming a useless person..

i tot tat i have find a person who understand all my needs.. but i'm wrong.. even he thinks tat i m stupid.. so hurt by his words.. to mi there is no motivation at all in anything i do now... feeling like giving up all the things i have, my studies my work everything i hav.. if i can chose i want to leave here.. putting everything single thing behind mi.. no stress no worry at all.. if possible let mi loss my memory.. i wish to start all over again.. i don noe to be remember anything in the past..

even if u think i m stupid i go nothing to sae.. well i admit my friends are clever than mi.. den go ask them.. wad's the use of asking mi.. cos i cant give u any answer.. i think u concern more for my friend than mi.. u can sae i veri "xiao qi" or what.. but do u noe tat a girl cant tolerate his bf to keep saying his friends name in front of her.. i'm changing to for the better.. but i see no point in it.. why don u like her instead of mi.. i realli disappointed in our relationship le.. i try to let u do whatever u wan to do.. i let u go wherever u wan.. i don wan to restrict u in anything anymore.. I living in misery now.. with you or without u it's the same.. i need to be alone for awhile.. there's no point in holding on.. i don wan to drag anymore.. let's face the fact...

Once the hurts is there no matter how many times for sorry it's of no use...........