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hi i'm LEEEEiee. navigate to start.
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 about me
Typical chinese filipina residing at Brunei Darussalam, currently working as Procurement in a small company!
Nothing special would just want to rant out everything that im not happy about or being happy about.
A happy girl yet can be affected easily so negativity please shoo AWAY from me.
extra infos : HATE me, DISLIKE me, than don't bother to come my page because YOUR not even WELCOME anyways.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009,12:11:00 PM
The Irony of Love
When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go. You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not part of it. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love because you don't force yourself to fall, you just fall. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time. Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow. Loving someone means giving them the freedom to find their way, whether it leads towards you or away from you. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to cry, if you're not ready to take the risk, if you're not ready to feel the pain, then you're not ready to fall in love. There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love 'coz every time we do, we get hurt, then I figured that's why it's called "FALLING IN LOVE..." <3  Labels: xoxo
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009,1:47:00 PM
Attachment begins
Today is the starting of the 3rd week of my attachment which I find it's okay so far. Learn nothing much just typing quotation but I somehow start to feel the difference in a very small company with only you and the manager only or you manager and one more employee.. At the moment I am working with more than 10 employees in such small offices and we are all divided because I have to focus more on quotations. Like for today, the whole morning typed quotations, checking and send email .. till almost lunch time just finish everything .. i did i think approx more than 10 quotations too!. I love typing so much and just follow follow follow hehehehehe.. syok benar. This two weeks, juniors and friends would be having their mid-term exam for 1 week than holiday for another week so altogether 2 weeks for me not to go down but im super worry with my assignment based questions until now I still don't have news about it. Imagine 2 weeks after thats like June already .. sighs.. so fast right the time passss.. and u guys must me asking why I can online and blog during work time. I can officially tell u, IM SUPER BORED and I GOT NOTHING TO DO AT ALL ! sighss :( nyways, little princess here misses her boyfriend alot and yet we are in the state of those waves u know? haha..s ighs.. life life life life and life.! see you all soon my friends. Labels: xoxo
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