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*Sharifah/Shassy/ShinHyunHyo:
A fifteen year-old volleyball player/korean learner.
True Fact; I daydream a lot & I'm curious about everything.
"Life is not about being judgmental." Best viewed in safari.
inspirations by flagorneur


Monday, May 17, 2010
-Sick little games.


I could've done much better in English, my main component, but I did alright :-)

My Mathematics result was 'okay'. I shall just wait for the total marks :-)

Social Studies wasn't at all average. Well, I don't have high expectations on it either.

Hilarious. I flunked F&N though. GAH. Got my hopes on Task Analysis.

Four subjects results viewed, oh I can't wait for the remaining ones. (-.-, seriously)


Intending to buy a t-shirt & watch online but I'm not sure.

One's from USA and the other's from Singapore.

I don't even think my mum will approve the shirt though :\

Oh wait, but i'll have to pay for class photos/volleyball photos/stuffs to bring for Bintan.

Will I even have any more left by then? :P


When you talk to me, I blush.

When you come close to me, I get all hot inside.

When you ask me a question, I can barely mutter a word.

You are always on my mind.


They say you should tell someone how you feel but, I don’t know that I could.

When I try to talk to you, my body stiffens and my mind freezes up.

When ever I close my eyes, a picture of you fades in automatically.

I've fallen for you, but don’t have the courage to tell you.


Perhaps you do know, somehow.

But you've no idea how much I like you.