My day was brightened in the simplest way.
From: Amelia Sim
To: Cindy Ho
Hi mum can you help me print ? thank you!!
Amelia
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From Cindy Ho:
To: Amelia Sim
ok, done, my lovely daughter:)
Hahaha my mum so cute right. The parents have been in surprisingly good moods this past week, leaving megan and I super puzzled. Not that we're complaining.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Say that you love me... not.
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Friday, January 16, 2009
what goes around comes all the way back around

Karma will come around and bite you on the tail. Hard.
Yesterday, I was complaining to Koonann about how my friends and I have drifted since they’ve started dating people.
“That’s how you used to treat us.”
The cold and simple truth hit pretty hard on me and there was nothing I could say to defend myself but “Ya, I know…..”
Moral of story: do not get too close to friends just because you’re too free and single. It’s always hard to adapt when changes occur.
Hey girl, is he everything you wanted in a man?
You know I gave you the world
You had me in the palm of your hand
So why your love went away
I just can't seem to understand
Thought it was me and you babe
Me and you until the end
But I guess I was wrong
*****
He saw her the moment she boarded the train at Raffles Place Station. The confidence she exuded as she walked in turned the heads of a couple more men.
She was beautiful. Long, silky black hair that complemented her almond-shaped eyes flowed down her slender back; she was clad in an LBD and a pair of Nine West. She seemed slightly familiar but he could not quite put a name to her face. He had to take action.
He ran his fingers through his hair, silently cursing himself for not styling it that morning.
“Buona Vista”
Ms LBD stepped out of the train. He followed suit and stopped her like a Citibank salesman would a passer-by.
“Hi, I couldn’t help noticing you in the train. I don’t mean to be rude, but you seem to resemble someone I know. Have we met somewhere? I’m Dan.”
The lady stared at him for awhile before she opened her mouth. “I remember you now. Aren’t you the guy who openly read Elizabeth’s love letter to you in the school canteen? The sec 4 & 5 guys were laughing when you said you’d never date a pig like her.”
It took Dan 5 seconds to recall that episode that happened in his secondary school 8 years back. He gave a sheepish smile. “Yeah, that was me. I had to get that girl off my back then; she had really awful teeth and scared me off. So, we have met after all. What’s your name?”
“Elizabeth.”
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The certain guy: aiya.
aa: thanks :]
megan: lol. who? hahahha
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Friday, January 09, 2009
for Auld Lang Syne
Dylan says:
Maybe we should meet up.
Caryn says:
We should.
He was the party of all parties; she carried with her a sense of beauty and fun everywhere she went.
In the eyes of their friends, they were seen as, cliché as it sounds, The Golden Couple. They often completed each other’s sentences; that’s how much chemistry they had between each other. D & C were seen everywhere, from getting CK undies, to Jenny’s 21st party, to Ah ma’s birthday dinner.
Alas, the relationship was not made to last. She could tell from his changes of behaviour that he wasn’t ready or going to commit. After 10 months, he threw in the white towel; the bomb on Caryn. “You are a wonderful woman who came into my life at the wrong time, baby. I’m sorry.” She read the SMS, and returned, to the food display rack, the packet of California Raisins she was getting him.
“He’s never loved me,” she cried into the arms of her best friend by the playground they always sat at.
“He loves you, more than he does a friend, but less than he would a lover. It sucks to be in such a position, I know, but take consolation in the fact that he does care for you, dear.”
Surprisingly, given the size of Singapore and limited places one could patronize, it took 4 years before their paths finally crossed. He, although without the glow his big eyes used to have, still looked as smart as ever. She looked a lot paler, and at least 15kg lighter. When their eyes met for the first time in years, the sparks appeared again, as if the feelings were never gone. Her heart skipped a beat as she wondered if she was hallucinating.
After exchanging longer-than-usual hellos, they left in opposite directions. Upon turning around, he grinned to himself. “I’ve gotta call her out for dinner tomorrow – no, make that next week or I’ll seem too desperate.” On her side, a contented smile formed on her face.
Deep in their hearts, much as they hadn’t realized, was love that was still lingering on. That night, she removed her wig, lay in bed, and succumbed to the cancer that she’d been fighting for the past year. Closure, she’d found at last.
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