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is currently an undergraduate student, and coping with her overwhelming commitments. I like long walks in solitude, cosy chats, usually sleep like a log, and beg your patience in tolerating my versatile humour

What A Day.
Today I got tranported into 3 different worlds, one of street dance, one of the corporate world, and of course my beloved fictional Taiwanese royalty.
Family outing day! Went to J8 to catch Step Up 2, and boy the dance movie is totally awesome. Picture sleek yet attitude in-your-face street dance moves performed by the ghetto teenagers, in contrast to the snooty elitist director of the MSA. Can't say more, it's better with suspense, but the plot would have been better thicked with more insight into the troubles of ghetto life instead of just focusing on the competition. But enjoyed all the moves, and of course, shake the pom poms. Lol.
Corporate World: The Devil Wears Prada. Still at it, nearing the middle of the book already. And am shocked at the unreasonably demanding Miranda, with all her unexpected commands to the poor Andy. Hopefully can finish the novel by this week, and not at the expense of my work.
Romantic Princess: I am sadded): OH NO HE DOESN'T LIKE HER ANYMORE COS HE THOUGHT SHE WAS IN FOR THE MONEY ): Argh. I'm overreacting. But it does get me thinking. Like how Jin is always cool and aloof all the time. Maybe it's easier to emotionally detatch yourself from a situation. More often than not, I ask myself why I should even get angry or react. Is it really worth the effort, of letting your instigators know they've succeeded? But then again, it is a bad thing when you don't even let your loved ones know how much you really care for them. Guess this is why I feel distant and hostile half the time, especially in front of overemotional peers. Looks like I have alot to learn too.
I did this email test. And turns out I am Charlie Brown. I fall in love easily, and have many friends. I am loyal, and the type that calls my mom on Sundays. And the reminder was: Don't confuse passion with reality. How apt.

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