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10 July 2005


Deeply hurt, though not mortally wounded.

i've always thought i was this damn cool kind of girlfriend who isn't afraid to have a good laugh and 'let herself go'.
the kind who wouldn't mind checking out other pretty girls and not get jealous (much).
i guess it turns out that i only succeeded in making a fool outta myself.

one thing i learnt from the past is that if you really loved someone, you'll never ever feel embarrassed by him/her.
you'll laugh inwardly at how cute she is or how funny she is.

and now i wonder how many whom i know feel that way about me.
maybe i laugh too loud..
maybe my actions are too exaggerated..

one thing i know for sure..
i regret asking.

~ { 12:23 AM }
drops of jupiter