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Tuesday, October 14, 2008 17:06

It's the mating season now. Flowers bloom, bees buzz, and butterflies of love fill the air with what else but love and all sweetness it brings.

Is it the exam stress that bring people together, I wonder. Or should it be that through turbulent times like these our hearts' true desires are uncovered?

It is fulfilling (somehow) to know that friends around you have met their loves. Pretty young ladies they have become, with one of them I am especially happy for. Though we are half a day and half a world apart, the ripple of excitement did reach me when she broke the news to me.

And now they are honeymoon-ing around (: Can't be any happier for them (:

And then, someone just has to spoil the day.
"Then when's your turn?"

Oh just how I hate this question. Why does he always spoil the fun when I am genuinely, sincerely, feeling happy for people's lives. Please, do I look like I will DIE without a guy to go shopping hand-in-hand? Or do you think I will DIE without a guy's shoulder to lean on, that I have always got to get a rebound?

This is seriously undermining me. Thank you, but I can stand on my own two feet without much support from the other gender, for your information. I am not all that demure damsel in distress at all times.

But I think the main reason for my feeling insulted is, well, thanks for once again, the hurt. Perhaps the person whom I got annoyed with did not even know what he has done. Until I can completely ignore his presence, until I can completely ignore his presence.

Sigh. Flowers blooming, bees buzzing, and a symphony of love is playing. Let me just immerse myself in this atmosphere, feeding on their lovely stories. Eh you all must keep me updated okay, especially you darling who's half a world away! XD

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