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eLisabeth, spelled with a "S".
born and bred in S'pore.
a Virgo; perfectionist, stubborn.
love her for who she is, and accept her flaws.
Ylovin' her family.
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Ylearning seeds CDC.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

i'm having positive and negative thought bout' -youknowit-.
its just like BOOM! here i am, caught in this situation.

should i be selfish for once and continue being stubborn for everything?
am i ready to risk a relationship?
will i be capable enough to be responsible for my own decision?
am i calm enough to think bout' the pros and cons?
will i be tolerant enough to accept the traumatic change?
am i old enough to make my own decision?
i know, i should be responsible for my own actions and shouldn't push the blame and responsibility to anyone else, especially my beloved ones.
i'm already bloody hell 18 years, its neither young nor old.
but i'm always so pampered, protected and sheltered from everything.
i fear regrets again, i really do.

oh dear, what should i really do? -dilemma.
its like my dunno how many times having it. shucks, and this ain't good.
if all these continue, i'm really gonna suffer from depression.
man, can anyone recommend me a therapist?
loves, eli.
i don't wanna be a letdown.

3:33:00 AM