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I'll never forget
The Flowers You Gave Me
or anything else for that matter
DORITA
070191
holy in pri
brownie
anglican high
girl guide
student coucilor
st. andrew's junior college
concert band :)
living sanctuary brethen church
youth ablaze
doritarded@live.com.sg
there's not much i wanna say.
just a lot that i wanna do.
if i ever get the chance
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
i approached it with fear.
there was nothing awfully frightening about it.
maybe it was because it was my first time?
the unknown always has a way with tinkling with our emotions, no?
i was told it was enjoyable
and beneficial.
somehow, i doubted the extent of this supposed pleasure that was to be derived.
'simply rejuvenating'
it seemed pretty simple.
there was nothing complicated about it.
no extensive instructions, no profound machinery.
yet, it was it's sheer simplicity that made me suspicious of the perks it boasted.
after considerble contemplation,
i decided 'what the heck',
i'm probably gonna do it someday,
might as well have a go now.
and so, with hesitation
and excitment,
i tore open the packet of my first face mask.
boy, did it feel good.
look out world. a new tai tai is in the making.
11:49 PM
