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Hello, my name is Mylene.

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Saturday, January 02, 2010
HOW DID EVERYBODY FIND MY BLOG!

--> elizabeth: Of course I remember you!:) so many years of Malay together!
--> grace: I like Leeteuk:D Eunhyuk's nice too though!
--> gerry: How you find my blog! Sheesh! I thought it would be quite difficult to find haha! Dont eat imitation China Shin ramen! The Korean's one is much nicer!

Speaking of Korea, I was quite excited to go to Korea, but now thanks to XXX, my mother's pretty pissed off and is NOT letting me go for my supposed grad trip. Haiz. And it's not fair to say, oh my mom's one is better, cause it's not compared to the rest shown, but someone's work etiquette disgusted her and she feels that if even my supposed friends don't trust me, then they aren't real friends after all. It sounds messy here, but I can't go into details, now that my blog isn't so much a private diary as a PUBLIC BLOG after all.

Oh oh oh I finally met besties today!:D After so long! Which best friends meet only once a year! But now we are all free from the A Level monster, we won't do that anymore.

And though I don't know how to show it, and since I've always been better with words, I guess what I really want to say is that I'm immensely grateful for their friendship. Granted I have many friends, but not many make me feel like I'm truly someone they like. And reading the letters that Joy and Kaylyn wrote to me totally made my day, because they were so heartfelt, and showed me just how much of a friend I am to them. And I really appreciate that.

That's not to say no one else is my friend. I love many people, both from SN and NJ, especially my NJ classmates who've journeyed through these past 2 years with me. I love my friends, but I'm not good at showing it. And having been hurt by friends since young, I don't let many people close to me, so rarely does anyone know who I really am.

Yes, I'm sorry, what you see is definitely NOT what you get.