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First Prelim OMG

Yesss, tomorrow I'll be having my first preliminary exam.
The subject will be Management Accounting.
I was tired of crunching numbers for few days nonstop.
LOL. Not non-stop literally. I had my fair share of entertainment.
Like doing my laundry, cooking or rather fried something
and last, but not least, watching Lie to Me.
Man, Lightman was genious. Is there any REAL person with such talent.
However..
What I want to share here is..


I got some topics came up while I was punching calculator.
Firstly I was going to write about our my boy-friends (friends that happen to be a boy, just making things clear) and their attitude towards each others.
But after some thoughts this topic needs lots of elaboration
and some attempt to hide sarcasm.
And at this state, I don't think writing it would entertain my-exhausted-self.
Let's keep it for the next posting, shall we? ;)



So it happened when I was in the verge of ripping these papers to pieces.
I was BORED and tired. And if there was a-feeling-meter or mood-meter,
mine would definitely pointed to the red indicators.

But then, suddenly.. My phone bleep!
Ahhh.. It's so cliche.
But you know, having someone over there..
Especially one that was far,
yet truly care about what happen to you, what you feel..
No hidden motives. No selfish objectives whatsoever.
Like I said before, simply care :)
It brings me the best feeling ever!
It lifted my nearly-at-the-bottom mood.
Painted me a wide wide smile.
It was written all over my face... That I am happy.


Thanks.
I'm glad.


Guys, you see..
It's not hard to figure a girl out..
Just, be there when they need it the most.


They might seem confident.
Independent.
Strong.
Smart.
Determined.
Sure about herself.
She might even got you threatened a bit. LOL



But.. Even the strongest girl need to be saved.

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