Here's a story of a girl,
Living in the lonely world,
A hidden note, A secret crush,
A little boy who talks too much.

Well, I'm standing in the crowd,
And when you smile I check you out,
But you don't even know my name,
You're too busy playing games,

And I want you too know,
If you lose your way,
I won't let you go.

If I cut my hair,
If I change my clothes,
Will you notice me?

If I bite my lip,
If I say hello,
Will you notice me?


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Friday, October 9, 2009
11:36 PM

There are a lot of things that people wouldnt understand about me, there are also things that are better stayed hidden from the world so that everything would be more simpler but the fact still does remains...

I am complicated as a person that is for sure.

Let me start from the beginning *i would recommend a big cup of coffee*

Well I was born into a family that was not well off, well actually I dont know because I was too young to remember anything *i was still a few days old from birth* when my dad decided to auction me to the highest bidder to get rid of the debt that has been accumulating *i think that is where i got it from*

And as the story from my mum goes... people from the corners of Sabah and Sarawak came to see me and was smitten by a baby boy that still hasnt been named yet.

But the thing is... I was already been eyed by someone next door who was *okay this is going to be tricky* the wife of my mother's brother, who as the story goes stole me from the clutches of my mother and held me for days on end till mother gave up and i was mum's

I think some of you already get the first where formal words like mother, brother as so on are used to refer to my biological family, if not then it goes to the ones that adopted e.

So i grew up family two family has a strange love and hate feeling towards each other.

I on the other hand didnt care so much about this, I begin to create my own world books and tv are my bestfriend *mum wouldnt let me play with the neighbours kids* and with this english because a language that is almost natural for me *given for the grammar every now and then*

My bros and siss that i grew up with became my natural playmates though there are at times the problem with communication back then.

Me: I want ketchup on my rice please
Big Sis: pour on soy sauce (kicap) on my rice
Me: I dont want this!!!
Big Sis: You told me kicap!!!

So yeah...

there is no many things that I would like to chronicle about my life but maybe one post at time I would guess.

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