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underneath it all-
Tuesday, March 24, 2009 11:19:00 PM

If I were to re-write the lyrics to Plain White Tee's You and Me, I'd have to re-write everything all over again. From scratch. Because, we're no where near to "we-have-so-much-in-common". Uhuh. Nope.

I thought of writing down all that we have in common, but I think writing down what we don't is a lot easier. Like,

He likes western food , I don't.
He likes his rice dry, while I like it soupy.
I like Green Tea, he doesn't.
I like talking on the phone for hours, he doesn't.
I like bowling, he doesn't.
He likes wasting time on games , I don't.
He likes Mac'd's chicken foldover, I don't.
I like Avril, he asked "who's avril?".
I like subsuka, he asked "what's subsuka?"
I like going to the cinema, he goes because I do.
I like Silat, he likes Taekwando.
He's cute, and I'm not even fit to be a hand-model. (hahahaha)
I like to blog, he doesn't even bother to read mine. (haha)
I like emo hairstyles, he doesn't.
I like (would like to learn play) the guitar, he doesn't.
I like boys, he does too. (damm. hahahaha. k this one just kidding ohkehh)
& the ultimate one,
He loves Cats (he has three cats at home), Guess what ? I DON'T LIKE CATS.
ohmyg.

and the list go on and on and on.

But one thing about him (despite the fact that he always irritate me with his heck care attitude), he somehow knows what I'm hiding from him. What I'm not telling him.
He knows what I'm about to say before I even say it. And that makes me feel good. somehow (:

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"The best damn thing that my eyes have ever seen(:"


The reason I always get so nervous whenever I'm around him,
the reason why I always try to act cool when we hang out,
the reason why I always think before I say anything stupid,
the reason why I always laugh at all his jokes (be it damm lame or not),

is because,
I want him to like me(:
I guess he does (: HEH


Call me jiwang,
how about yourself ? You never know until,
well, try wear my shoes babe.
hehe

xoxo

Ida Mariam ♥

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♥ Reading every line i wrote,
understanding every lil meaning behind them,
even if you deny,
i really appreciate that
thanks for the attention
i am

touched-

xoxo

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