Posted by Ling on November 15, 2008
Being the eldest of 7 children and being older than most people at the church fellowship I attend, I feel I have a reputation to uphold. I appear fine and smile and have fun. I rarely ever let down my guard and cry in front of people. Some people have crocodile tears…fake tears…tears to get [...]
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Filed Under: Rants Comments: Posted by Ling on October 23, 2008
Closure is defined as the resolution of a significant event or relationship in a person’s life When a relationship ends, it takes a lot time to get over it. When I wrote this post, I did not fully comprehend how difficult it is to move on and gain closure. For a long time, I was [...]
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Filed Under: Rants Comments: Posted by Ling on August 27, 2008
I don’t wanna talk about the things we’ve gone through. Though it’s hurting me, now it’s history. But tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same when she calls your name? Somewhere deep inside, you must know I miss you But what can I say when I [...]
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Filed Under: Rants Comments: Posted by Ling on July 16, 2008
Contrary to popular belief, I am NOT desperately seeking for a new boyfriend. Yes, every day I am bombarded with people loved up, people getting engaged, people getting married… In fact, the more I try to not think about love, the MORE I end up thinking about it. Yes, I understand that I am turning [...]
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Posted by Ling on June 24, 2008
On a good day, I cannot even remember… On a bad day, like today, it hurts like a freshly-cut wound… I can’t win. If I am still sad and crying to sleep, I get grief - “Stop mourning. Move on! You still talking about that??” If I express an interest in a guy, I also [...]
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Filed Under: Rants Comments: Posted by Ling on December 17, 2007
Do you remember when you were a child and when you fell, you would call out for your mummy and she would hold you in her arms and give you the best cuddle in the world and the pain would go away….?? I don’t remember that…basically because I lived with my nanny for years while [...]
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