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Friday, November 24, 2006

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Yup, he’s right, you know.

Sometimes when I feel at peace with myself, I’d look back, shrug off my past and feel really pleased with myself. When I turn back thinking about how lost I used to feel and how pissed I was with everything, I really wish I could reach out my arms to that little girl and suffocate her in my hug. Well, not literally, anyway.

There’re many stuff I don’t share easily because sometimes I feel that it is not right to bore you with details of my life. I think it is safer to hear about your life because I know I want to know.

There’re times I don feel incline to discuss work because I am by nature a very competitive person. I’m an Aries, need I say more? There’re also times I can’t tell you what my dreams and my wants are because I don trust you to believe in me. But, right now, I realize it don’t matter because I truly believe in myself and what I am going to achieve one day.

Maybe all this have a lot to do with growing up alone, almost. It is not easy to open up and share freely, not having to care about what you know because, what do you know???

I like it, the feeling of disregarding how everyone feels or think of me. Why care so much about others? It is ME

Everyone else except people I LOVE!

It is time to stop petty thoughts, jealousy and give it up to having fun.

The competition has to be within myself, not with you, I can’t let you set the fire for me because what would I do then when one day you fall behind?

The fire in ME!