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Tuesday, October 27, 2009 heart changes
I read through my older post ytd and i was hm.. haha. really amused by myself. Although the memories were not as vivid, but my writings were really.. too much. LOL.. its like.. everything that i have done was written in my blog. crazy.

representing the older kw reading the younger kw is really interesting! i think everyone should do that. haha.. beside my lousy english, haha.. my expression is too overboard. LOL. so funny.

from my blog.. as what i read. in the past, i didn't want to become a bad person. haha. but still i became someone who is really rude. ZZzzz.. Yea, i did a lot of change during my secondary school life. From a neutral girl to a bad girl then to a Jesus girl. hahaha!

i no longer avoid changes, haha. :] and i no longer compromise the things i say. I am glad that i choose to go to church even though only jw among all my friends decided to join me. wow, thank God.

there is change, i am glad. i wouldn't want to see myself the same all the time, i want to change.. becoming more like Him. In future, i will still read back my past entries and look at how have i changed. :] haha.

you need to grow or you will die


8:09 PM

WEI

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling.