Florencia

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 17:59:12 GMT

Hi, I miss this space.

Kinda.

Ouch, that was my heart you just trampled on!

Mon, 17 Aug 2009 13:22:06 GMT

Had a pretty rough night yesterday.

I felt like I was almost dead. My head was spinning with so many things to say but I can't seem to organise them well enough so that it'll come across more clearly for you to understand. I felt like a failure. The feeling was horrible to the extent of me not being able to describe it. I felt so many emotions all at the same time. I felt unjust, I felt accused, I felt angry, yet at the same time I felt hurt, I felt sad, I felt weak... I felt that I deserved it all.

It hurts so much more than I can imagine, hated the fact that even though I know how much it'll hurt both of us, I still had to do it to solve the problem quick. I needed to salvage the situation before it all crumbles down on us. It was painful to watch, even more painful to go thru it, but I'm glad we made it thru together, again. Nothing's gonna be tough enough to break us apart right? I would like to apologize from the bottom of my heart for hurting you, for making you go thru what you went thru for the past few months, but yet, as much as I didn't show it, I still have to say that you have always been and will always be in the same spot in my heart forever, no matter what happens, you're there to stay.

I guess it happened to make our friendship even stronger. It happened to take us both thru a quick reality check how much we really mean to each other. We both know deep down inside how much we meant to each other, it's just, we needed more assurance when the situation changes, when there are other new people coming into our lives. We needed the assurance, not just words, but actions too to know that we still matter to each other as much as we were before.

Friendship, similar to other relationships, is a two-way street. Both parties need to make it work. Both parties need to show that they want to make it work, instead of just saying it. When one is on the verge of giving up, the other party needs to hold on even tighter.

Imma stick with this friendship forever, you can never shake me off.

Sometimes I wonder, if I see what you see in me.

Wed, 10 Jun 2009 08:14:28 GMT

How do you know me?

Acquaintances. Friends. Enemies. Best friends. Siblings. Cousins. Schoolmates. Ex-schoolmates. Classmates. Ex-classmates. Church mates. Dance mates. Choir mates. Mutual friends. Primary school mates. Or you do not know me at all?

How do you define me?

That Florencia. The one with lots of moles. The Indon-Chinese. Amanda's best friend. The fat one. The very fair one. That make-up addict. The forever whining one. The one with 4 siblings. Jon's girlfriend. The one who used to be a trainee prefect. The one in higher-chinese. That bitch. The one with cursive handwriting. That ugly sickening (inserts all negative descriptions here) #@$!%!% girl. The one with really bad temper/thyroid. The one who loves pink, has everything in pink, and likes anything pink. The chubby one. The loud convent girl when with her friends, but quiet as a mute when meeting new people. The one with hair that grows like grass. The one staying in the East. The tai-tai wannbe. The lashes whore. The Christian who swears. That materialistic one. That girl who changes nail colour every week. The one with a stare that can kill people. The one with dimples on her cheeks. The one who will stay with her friends through thick and thin. The one who loves her family more than anything.

How then, do I know me? How do I define me?

I wonder all the time, if I see what other people see in me. I wonder too, if they see what I see in myself. The negative, the positive, the good, the bad. Everything. Can I read me like a book? Definitely not, for I don't even know myself as well as some of you do. Well, it's all part and parcel of life. People are people and change is the only constant thing happening to us. We evolve into different people every single day, and we're changing every single minute or even second. Moulding ourselves into a better, or a worse person. For sure, I want to be a better person, but, well, I'll never know what the future holds for me. I just want to know who I am right now, and what is my purpose here. Sometimes I feel so lost. I feel like, I need to get to know myself better, and the only way to is to know what do people exactly see in me.

Wed, 06 May 2009 10:27:28 GMT

beccafang : "If I take away all your pink things, you'll be left with nothing"

Hahahah Becca, you never fail to make me laugh. And to waiyin_niyiaw , GET WELL SOON! WE MISSED YOU IN SCHOOL TODAY! :)

LiveJournal Virgin - Me.

Wed, 17 Jan 2007 09:25:57 GMT

Florencia here, everyone. Sweetkisses- is officially dead. Come, since this is my first post...

I shall tell you how difficult it was to freaking sign up to LJ.

Firstly, I had to think of a username that is available. So, I thought since my name is so unique and I love it, I tried florencia, so it was unavailable. Then smarty pants - Mayyin and Melanie suggested of spelling my name backwards - aicnerolf. I tried, and it was taken, too. So, I tried aicnerolf, aicnerol_f, aicnero_lf, and so on, but I thought it looked ugly. So I stopped trying and I went to bathe. When I came back, I typed aicnerofl instead of the correct aicnerolf. So, seeing the fl, I thought of FLY! Fly is such a nice word, and thus I added a y behind. So amazed by my amazing creation, I made the account!! Hahahhaha. At last, but then, I realised that my birth year was typed in wrongly (AGAIN!!), it was 1998 instead of 1992. So, after I changed it, I officially signed up with LJ.

But who the hell knows that LJ got so much time and space to remember that I typed in 1998 when I tried to create my florencia account. WTF! So, LJ apologizes and said that I need my parent's consent. Hah, funny. So, they gave me a few choices, and I chose the "credit card" option. I was supposed to enter my parent's credit card number and they won't charge a cent, but just to make sure that I have my parent's concern.

LJ's such a nagging bitch.

And so, I deleted that damned account and created another account - floren_cia. I loved it cuz obviosuly, there's my name there. But then!! Who knows, after a day, LJ still remembered that I used my computer to sign up before and my birth year was 1998!! Shit, so I used my laptop and created aic_nerolf. Ahrg, I like the usernames aicnero_fly and floren_cia so much more. Damn it manz.

But anyway, since I'm here already... Then, I shall have fun with LJ and it's functions that are quite new to me. I told you I'm a LJ virgin right.

Okay, I gtg bathe now cause there's Worship Practice later at 7.30 at ACS(I) and I take one and a half hour to get there by bus. It sucks sitting in the bus, getting my butt all hot and flat, but on the other hand freezing my face and body off cause of the stronggggg air-con. It sucks, I hate being cold if you can tell. My fats not serving its purposes. Haha.

Okayzz, bye. :)