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A_mAn_DuhH_Panda
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Name: A man duh
Gender: Female
Interests: Indifferent towards computers, sports + sportsware. Loves everything else.
Expertise: Consuming large amounts of Cadbury chocolate all at once. Like the 200 gm bar *shudders*
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Member Since:
5/16/2007
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| : )I'm not good at saying stuff like this. The mushy-ness just spoils it all.
This term, this term, something good has happened to me, and for once I'm not so blind that I can't appreciate how lucky I am.
Because I do, I do I do I do. Your presence in here, makes a world of difference. Why you choose to be here, why you chose to get to know me when I did nothing to initiate it, I don't know. If there's someone who'll undo the damage I've caused myself, it's you. If there's someone who actually cares enough to do so, it's you.
The very fact that we're not interested in each other THAT way, makes this all the more rare.
I'll be here, I promise. Because... though I often say I don't trust you enough to care, I do. I trust, I care.
You made me sit up and notice all good things again. I'm blessed to have gotten to know you.
Thanks.
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| U2- Sometimes you can't make it on your ownTough, you think you've got the stuff
You're telling me and anyone
You're hard enough
You don't have to put up a fight
You don't have to always be right
Let me take some of the punches
For you tonight
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
We fight all the time
You and I...that's alright
We're the same soul
I don't need...I don't need to hear you say
That if we weren't so alike
You'd like me a whole lot more
Listen to me now
I need to let you know
You don't have to go it alone
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
I know that we don't talk
I'm sick of it all
Can - you - hear - me - when - I -
Sing, you're the reason I sing
You're the reason why the opera is in me...
Where are we now?
I've got to let you know
A house still doesn't make a home
Don't leave me here alone...
And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you that makes it hard to let go
Sometimes you can't make it on your own
Sometimes you can't make it
The best you can do is to fake it
Sometimes you can't make it on your own | | |
| Sorry la, I can't care when you don't seem to
I've been through it once, not going through it again
maaf.
I'll take the memories with me, and look back with a smile, but that's about all I'll do.
The initiative has to come from you
This sucks I know, then I can't help but feel that we have less and less in common
Holding on just for old times sake seems a bit... wasteful.
On another note,
Haha.. I love Chinese New Year.
Food, gambling, food, gambling.
Yalah, my diet's gone, but it's all worth it
Sorta sick of Chinese food now though
Weird how now that I'm far away from home, I keep imagining what I'd do when I get back.
but when I'm back, it's all not so big of a deal anymore, and I don't do what I had originally planned. 
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| The things we don't foreseeLiving in halls has been very different to what I have been used to back in Malaysia. I'm getting more and more comfortable here, but some things.. GRRRR
-People steal food. It's not so much the cost involved. It's just irritating. I don't mind if you take a bit of my milk. Or a slice of my cheese, But when my entire TUB (the big one, mind you) of unopened yogurt goes missing.. this is a grudge I will carry for a long long while, you horrible food-stealer. If you can afford to study and stay in London, you can very well afford to buy your own yogurt. Stay off mine!!!
-We cook. Yes, we have a big party of people, we have fun, we have a good, cheap meal. Then we clean up. It's not all spick and span, I admit. But we still clean up. We don't leave the kitchens in a "deplorable state", ok?
Just because we cooked the night before, and the kitchen's messy the next morning, doesn't necessarily imply that we made the mess. How is it, that in your rush to point fingers, you neglect to realise that it's entirely possible that someone else came in after us and contributed to the mess? Hellooooo??
-The thin thin walls. Almost everything can be heard. Chat in the gardens, and the entire block of rooms facing the gardens can hear us. Argh.
-The heater that's switched on SPORADICALLY. I want to have the option to turn it on and off as and when I like, ok? It's like back in Malaysia, if, on a super hot spell, the air-cons turn on and off as and when they like. hurrrh.
Having said that, I still love love love my hall. I think it's the best hall ever. We get dinner six times a week, it's so new and cozy, and it's location is great too (two tube stations within 5 minutes walking distance). And yes, it's a 25 minites walk to school, but the exercise does come in handy. And it gives great value for money. So yeah, go Passfield!
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