Tinki Talks

Today is just one of those (rare) days where you get a glimpse of the real me. Was just sitting down and starring daggers at the comp for the longest time cos I finally finished my WD assignment. Phew. One down, three more to go. Sigh. School stinks. I don’t know why I put myself through it all over again. I mean, GD’s fun. And I don’t mind Copywriting. It’s that blasted WD that I can’t stand.

I’m rambling, aren’t I?

So anyways, I just kena-ed on MSN for never replying messages. I don’t? But I thought that I do! Always always!

*waits for cheers of agreement*

*silence*

Uh…most of the time.

*looks around for silent nods*

*no movement in crowd*

Sometimes?

*gulp*

Okay, fine. Never.

*frown*

That got me thinking, you know? I mean, I always thought that holding a Bachelor’s Degree in Communications would pay off and I’d become some super-communicator of the 21st century! The kind that you say, “ALL HAIL SUPER-COMMUNICATOR, TINKI!”

*blinks*

But could it possibly be that I’m… not?

*blinks again*

Sigh. I thought about it and I thought about it some more. Eventually, the thinking got me to writing this post.

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MSN Habits
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I’m always online. Or I’m never online. It really depends. I’m always “Away” or “Busy”, and even when I’m “Online”, I’m not really at my comp. Therefore, I refuse to take the blame if I rarely answer msn messages. My friends should all have upgraded super powers to smell out my presence in cyberworld.

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Internet Habits
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I check my mail (only Gmail), Tinki Talks and Friendster before bed every night. Every. Night. I’ve come to realise that I can’t live without the Internet, though I’ve survived days without it. Hmmm…

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Phone Habits
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I rarely answer calls from unknown numbers. I rarely return calls. Nope, correction. I think I don’t return calls. I don’t reply sms-es that are “dated”. I don’t have enough space for my sms-es anymore.

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Sleeping Habits
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I sleep late. Too late. My day is night and my night is day. Am trying to get my internal clock back in the works before I burn out. I sleep with many pillows, a comforter and two blankies. Meanwhile, I think I don’t have enough pillows and I wouldn’t mind another blankie. I like comforters. They work better than quilts. I don’t like quilts. I like sleeping in cold cold rooms but I don’t like being cold.

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Driving Habits
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I like using highways. I drive too fast. Penang and KL aren’t that far apart anymore. I think Malaysia’s shrunk. I love my car. I get touchy when people mess with my car. When you mess with that gorgeous chunk of metal, you mess with me.

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Reading Habits
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I read a lot. I don’t have time to read. I should read more. Reading gives me my much-needed time-out. I think books are waaaaayyy overpriced. That doesn’t work for me cause I don’t like reading softcopy material. I think it’s not a real book unless you can hold it in your hands and feel its pages between your fingers.

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Blogging Habits
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I don’t blog a lot. No no. Not that much. In fact, I’d say I hardly blog. Yes yes. Hardly.

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Drinking habits
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I don’t drink. Alcohol and me don’t mix. I drink a lot of water, though. Only RO or distilled water for me, thank you very much. Therefore, I buy water.

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Eating Habits
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I never have breakfast. I am a supper person. I eat a lot but I don’t eat enough. I lose weight easily. Too easily.

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Laundry Habits
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I love the smell of clean laundry. I like doing my laundry. I think that it’s therapeutic. I’m anal when it comes to this – very much so. Plus, I take way too long to iron my clothes. I could never get a job as a maid. I’d be doing laundry all day and not much of anything else.

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Music-listening Habits
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I listen to many genres of music. What I listen to and when I listen to it depends largely on my mood. Unless it’s to SET the mood. Hmmm… I tend to keep my favourite songs of the moment on Repeat. Oh, I lost a whole bunch of songs when my harddisk gave up on me. =(

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Movie-going Habits
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I like going to the movies. I don’t make enough time to go to the movies. Am an avid fan of romantic love comedies and “think-hard-and-wait-for-the-twist-at-the-end dramas. Scary movies are just…well, scary. I always bring big bags to movies when they’re pre-planned. *snicker*

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Bad Habits
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I frown when I read. I frown when I think. I frown when I muse. I frown a lot. I really need to stop frowning. I should also stop biting ice. Oh, and I never exercise (other than dance).

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Healthy Habits
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I like visiting the dentist. Dang. I can’t think of anymore healthy habits.

Well, I guess I’m done with my musing. Overshare kau kau man!

Oh, and I lied. Heh heh.

I didn’t think about why I never replied MSN messages. It was a cover-up. The whole introduction was a sham. Haha… That didn’t spur off this post. I just felt like rambling so I did. That’s all. Cheers! =)

Artist: Rascal Flatts
Song Title: My Wish

I hope that days come easy and moments pass slow
And each road leads you where you want to go
And if you’re faced with a choice, and you have to choose
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you
And if one door opens to another door closed
I hope you keep on walkin’ till you find the window
If it’s cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile
But more than anything, more than anything

[CHORUS]
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too
Yeah, this, is my wish

I hope you never look back, but ya never forget
All the ones who love you, in the place you left
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret
And you help somebody every chance you get
Oh, you find God’s grace, in every mistake
And you always give more than you take
But more than anything, yeah, more than anything

[CHORUS]
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too
Yeah, this, is my wish

(Instrumental Break)

[CHORUS]
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too
Yeah, this, is my wish (my wish for you)
This is my wish (my wish for you)
Hope you know somebody loves you (my wish for you)
May all your dreams stay big (my wish for you)

Remember:

“My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to
Your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
You never need to carry more than you can hold
And while you’re out there getting where you’re getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too
Yeah, this, is my wish”

Wishing (and praying) for life to bring only the best to you. Love you.

Looks like last night’s Keith Urban post kept me on a wanna-be-in-love high for all of today as well. Watched A Walk To Remember – AGAIN! Haha. I couldn’t help myself. Auto-play. Not my fault. =p My previous posts were entitled: (1) Someday We’ll Know and (2) A Walk To Remember.

But you know what, the movie got me thinking. A lot of the stuff that Landon (the lead male character) did was deadly romantic. He did the stuff that would drive girls straight into his arms. Sigh. So heart-melting. Protecting her from his animalistic friends, building her a telescope for her to see a comet she was looking forward to seeing, and helping her accomplish the silly, small and almost insignificant things in her Life To-Do List like being in two places at the same time, getting a tattoo and having a star named after her.

But, here comes the problem…

Even while I was watching, I began to think to myself – would an Asian guy do the same for me? Hmmm… Thing is, Chinese guys aren’t very romantic. They don’t seem that way. At least that’s what I think. I guess they weren’t brought up that way. Or perhaps I haven’t been meeting the right guys. Hmmm…

Come on, how many would actually ask his mama to teach him how to dance just so that he can dance with his girl on a balcony? Hardly any, I can tell you that. And how many would go up to a girl’s father and ask for his permission to ask the girl of his dreams out? Also, few, if any. Look, he placed a mini garden of flowers and potted blooms, on her porch to tell her that he’d not leave her in light of her illness (leukaemia), okay. Over here, if you get a bouquet of flowers on Valentine’s or on some kind of anniversary-ish occasion while the guy says he’s deeply in love with you, it’s time to consider yourself lucky.

You guys must see the difference, right? I mean, it’s not just me, right?

Sigh. Girls want to be romanced. Yes yes, we do. It’s just another one of those unexplainable things. Guys should watch this movie and learn, man… Plenty to absorb and study from here, especially when it comes to the Art of Courting & Romancing a Girl. I think if you wanna do it, do it right. After all, you’ll only have a couple of years for this and only one chance of collecting memories of the moments spent during courtship. This movie showed me a man who made every moment count – every moment with the love of his life, because he knew that the seconds were ticking by too quickly and they were already running on borrowed time.

Thing is, why wait till it’s borrowed time to make each moment count? Isn’t EVERY moment spent with the love of your life as important as the next? Time wasted can never be regained. Time spent wisely will always be retained – in the mind (memories) and most importantly, in the heart (yes, the heart remembers, too).

So… Going back to the question at hand and the thought in mind:
– Would an Asian guy do the same for me?

In all honesty, I don’t think so. Somehow or another, “ang mor” guys seem to be more romantic. They have that romantic streak in them that’s shaped with the help of the society they live in; it’s the culture there, I guess. They’ve been thought and now know how to treat a girl right and put her on a pedestal while keeping her in their arms.

Sigh.

I want.

How?

Ladies, you REALLY have to check this fella out…

*pants then faints*

*gets up and faints again*

I’ve heard this song a million times (and blogged it) but SEEING him sing it is so so much better! I guess live appearances DO make a difference, huh… Loved the voice but, come on, the looks? *fans face* And the persona that goes with that heavenly voice? *wipes away saliva from chin* Wow… And again I say, “Wow…”

He’s so so so hot, right?!? Dang! Too bad he’s married (as if it’d make a difference if he weren’t… Hah!)… Nicole Kidman is one lucky lady… I think they make a pretty pair, actually… Quite “ngam” also in terms of appearance… Sigh… No wonder he got her… That much mush is bound to melt a lady’s heart… Guaranteed! I said it before in a previous post – women just have this thing about sing-song-ing men… And for a “MULTI-talented” man like him, no sweat la… Aiyo, from the screen also my legs have turned to jelly and my heart is in my stomach larrr… What more if he wrote the songs and directed them to Nicole? Aim, fire, sure kena… No questions asked; no answers needed…

*sighs*

*says to self* So so hot…

*shakes head to clear rose-tinted haze in brain*

Anyways, before you guys (as in my male readers) puke your guts out, it’s not just about his looks and about him singing and sounding like voices from heaven, okayyyy… There’s more to him than that… Check out his guitar-playing skills, man! If you thought his playing in “Making Memories of Us” was good, take a look at the intro to this one as well…

And before you start firing poor Mr Urban for being Mr Only-Skilled-On-The-Acoustic (yes, I know you’re thinking it), do take note that he plays the electric fantastically, too!

HAH!

Now here’s a man who can sing!

AND play!

AND write his own songs!

Terror!

Plus, it doesn’t hurt that he’s hot…

*wink*

Aih, Keith Urban…

*pants*

*pants somemore*

Wonder if he has a brother (who’s still single)… Hmmm…

Hello World!

Ugh… That really reminded me of this IDTP lecturer I had while I was taking my Diploma… Haha… I can’t even remember her name… Wonder if she’s still around… Hmmm… I still remember the way she looked though… Haha…

*blinks*

Ugh…

*scrapes tongue to remove bad taste in mouth*

Okay okay… Today’s notes are notes with a mission… I want to break mindsets! I want to change worldviews! I want to revolutionize notions the world has grown accustomed to through the help of love stories and romance fictions! The time has come! And the time is NOWWWW!

*blinks*

Sigh… I think I’m beginning to get a little too over-ambitious… Sigh…

*frowns*

Just give me face a bit can bo?

Anyways, thoughts on this topic (Opposites Attract) were sparked off as I was replying a comment after my last post… I realised that when it came to this, I didn’t really believe it could work… In fact, I STILL don’t believe it CAN work… I mean, come on… Opposites attract? Impossible!

I’m not talking about shallow opposites like any of the following: -

• Rich vs. Poor
• Good-looking vs. Ugly
• Tall vs. Short
• Fat vs. Thin
• Tanned vs. Fair
• Specky vs. Contact-lensed

No, no… None of these childish comparisons here, thank you very much! What I’m talking about goes way beyond mere numbers on a paycheck and physical attributes… What I’m looking at are opposites that are more than just skin deep… Areas that encompass more “touchy” subjects like faith, beliefs and principles (in the “heavy” sense) as well as habits, likes and dislikes (on a lighter note)… These are things that I don’t entirely believe on compromising upon finding a partner… These are what make us US in the first place… The only time change of such should come is when it’s change for the better…

In short, if our potential partner were to want us to change, I think it just means that they’ve never loved us for who we are in the first place… Think about it… If I marry a guy who has bad taste in clothing and seek to change him (and his taste and sense of style), doesn’t that mean that I was never proud of ALL of him in the first place? Sure, you guys may think this sounds really shallow, but to many people, a good sense of dressing is important okayyy… Go check out the seventh comment in my previous post… Haha…

Well, now that we’ve established my take on the attraction of opposites, let’s dive deeper into this with some examples, shall we?

Look at it this way… When it comes to things of such, Love-Hate-patterned relationships rarely work… For instance, I hate smoking and my partner cannot live without a cancer stick every 5-minutes… Or perhaps, I love having children while he hates the thought of ever having any of those pesky rats… Or say, I love God but my partner believes he’s the next the super power of the anti-Christ…

JENNNNGGGGG!

“How la?” I ask you…

Cannot wan lehhh… “Zin nya khang khor”… Every step we take as a couple will be a struggle… And of course, in most cases, it will eventually end in tears, with shredded convictions and ragged personal joys, heavily laced with dark shadows of self-doubt and unbridled denial…

Sigh…

How to explain ah?

*scratching head*

You all understand bo?

Aiyo, crux of the matter is that it is a HUGE risk to take if you step into an Opposites-Attract kind of relationship… Long term sure cannot work wan… Gua-lan-tee! These kind of things only attract us in the Now… Soft-spoken girls fall for bad boys… Intelligent men fall for bimbos… Very hard la… Can you imagine how a conversation between the latter would be like?

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BIMBO: Honey, my dress nice bo?

INTELLIGENT MAN: How much did that cost?
Which card did you use? Amex is a charge card
and it requires me to pay up every month or the
interest will kill me. Mastercard and Visa would be
more cost efficient. The economy is not looking up.
Because I’m kept in the loop, I know how bad times
can turn out to be in the near future. Let’s be more
efficient in dealing with our bills and expenditure.

BIMBO: Huh? Anyway, my make-up leh? Like or not?

INTELLIGENT MAN: Too much make-up is bad
for your skin. Your epidermis can suffer from the
overdose of chemicals. It’s best to keep it light and
simple so as to reduce the bad effects that may
come with excessive make-up use. Just stick to
sun block so that free radicals don’t cause early
aging and unsightly wrinkles. But dear, you have to
realise make-up was created to generate money.
Capitalists out there seek to make their millions from
the beauty industry. Don’t fall prey to their deceiving
ploys to eat at our savings.

BIMBO: Epi-what ha? What-pitalist? Honey, can
speaking Engerish ah?

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*blinks*

Cannot larrrr… In the long run, people tire of fighting for relationships of such… If they don’t call it quits, they continue walking on eggshells as the days go by, sleep on a bed of nails each night, and eventually start stabbing each other with stakes just to kill the numbing pain… *cringe* I think I’m getting carried away… Anyways, all I’m saying is that it takes more than the mere highs of emotion and the tingling of hormones to keep two people in love… The magnetism and electricity that SUPPOSEDLY courses through the veins of lovers doesn’t seem to run in real life… Fairytales lie… They told us big fat juicy lies our innocent young minds simply absorbed… Don’t ask why but it seems like being in love isn’t as simple as it’s cut out to be… If it were, 5 year olds would be happily married with Barbie doll and Power Ranger kids… Haha… Imagine that!

Nah, come on… Love is a much more complex emotion… People search long and hard, high and low, deep and wide for it… They fight for it… Some even die for it… But how many actually understand it? Few…

So tell me, what is it that’s vital in a relationship?

I think it’s sustainability.

And for sustainability, what would you need?

Similarities.

Similar interests, similar ideals, similar principles…

Haha… Not that easy to fall in love now, is it?

But I’ll gladly make an exception to the rule… My romantic side returns… Heh heh… Some things never change, eh? You see that silver lining now, don’t you? Haha… It CAN work… But only if the differences you have between the two of you are those that compliment each other… In cases where the things that stand to differentiate the two of you also stand to unite the both of you… Okay okay… I’ll use examples again… Simple simple wan lar… =p

Say I’m terrible at accounts, but he’s good with numbers… Or maybe I’m good with planning and coming up with ideas but I hate the execution part, while he’s good with execution but never wants to plan… See what I’m getting at? This made-up-mister and I would perfectly compliment each other! He’d support me in my areas of weakness and I’d be able to do the same in his areas of weakness…

When you put this together, what do you get?

Perfection.

In conclusion, it’d be best if both of you share a significant number of similarities or at least have differences that compliment each other…

*pauses for a breather*

I think this post is way too long and I’ve started going round in circles… Time to end… Now, turn to your neighbour and say, “It’s quiz time! =p

Do you seek a companion who’s opposite or similar to you?

Go on, do it… Haha… It’s short and simple but pretty accurate… One of the simpler quizzes around… I already did it…

Check out my results:

“You probably seek a companion or lover quite similar to yourself. Perhaps it’s because you like yourself, and you want that same likeability in your soul mate: a sharing personality who mirrors your best qualities.

There’s an old saying, “Opposites attract, but similarities last.”

That’s a good motto to keep in mind.”

Yes, yes… Good motto, indeed! Confirms my stand, huh… Haha… And yes… I like myself… =p

What is it about girls and singer-boys?

I don’t get it…

I know a number of girls who’d love to date (and then marry) a guy who sings… And of course play an instrument to accompany that heart-melting voice… Heh heh… And of course (again), if he composes his own songs, all the better! Demanding too much? =p Come on, who’d complain about a guy who can sing, play an instrument AND write his own music? Nah… Any girl in her right mind would wish for a partner who could (and would) serenade her to the end of her days… Go ahead, la la la away, fly me to the moon and make my day!

I have to admit, I fell prey to two of the above-mentioned swoon-worthy talents just recently… Haha… Jeng jeng jeng… Yes, yes… Tinki was bawled over by some keyboard-playing, singing stranger… Jeng jeng jeng, indeed eh? Doesn’t take a lot to please Tinki, no?

Anyways, before I over share, it’s best I inform and shout out to all of cyberspace, that it wasn’t infatuation of any sort, and neither do I now profess undying love for Mr-I-Can’t-Even-Remember-His-Name… No, no… Pam’s still right in the head… No worries… Haha…

But you know what? When I think about it, I really don’t know what it is about guys who sing and play their own instruments as accompaniment… Honestly, I can’t place where this innate love for having a sing-song-ing man comes from… All I know is that it’s pretty important to me (and many other girls out there)… One doesn’t have to be Malaysian Idol to win the ladies over but the ability to stay in tune and keep time does help heaps… It can be simple things like clapping at 2 and 4, and not at 1 and 3… Or not singing harmony when you know you just can’t…

I’m thinking I’m beginning to sound like I can sing like Christina Aguilera and drum like Zac Hanson… Haha… Nah, I’m pretty far from it… Perhaps a good fight with Britney on one of her off days? Oh, and I drum like a kid on a lolly high… =p Anyways, in short, all I’m saying is that I’m not fantastically gifted but it doesn’t change the fact that I wish that my partner was… Haha… Talk about inequality and over-the-hedge expectations, huh? Haha… But it’s true! I mean, if he’s going to make me cringe each time he opens his mouth, how in the world am I going to survive a lifetime with him? Sounds really shallow, but it isn’t… Not really, anyways…

You see, I believe that being attached and finding your special someone isn’t just about the “falling in love” bit… It doesn’t just stop there… Nope… It’s more than that; it’s deeper than that… There has to be substance to the relationship… It calls for common grounds that you share, similar ideals and complimentary differences that serve to unite the both of you… I believe that music is one of ‘em… I can’t imagine my life without song, tune, beat or sound… You know how they say “Music is Life”? I think they got pretty close to the truth… It is a HUGE part of my life…

*feeling the cheerleader-ish itch*

Music is Life!
For music we survive!
But Jesus is the Way,
The Truth and the Life!

*blinks*

Okay okay… I’m sorry, guys… Got sidetracked a little there
after being hit by a bout of Late Night Lameritis…

Sigh… It really IS pretty late… I think I should be heading off to bed…

*blinks*

Whoa… That rhymed, too!

*frowns*

I really need to stop blabbering on and on here… It’s waaayyyy to late for that… I wish someone would sing me to sleep… I know I’d like that… Sigh… Oh well… iTunes will have to do… For now…

p/s: Ooo… Do click on the iTunes logo! It’s weally pwetty… =p

Before I go, and before you guys hit me back with the “love is blind” kinda talk, hear me now and hear me good… Sure, you may say that love is blind… But I say, that love sure as hell isn’t deaf… Hah!

And, in closing, here comes my grand finale…

Ahem…

“I’ll never break your heart,
I’ll never make you… smile”

Oops… Just did…

=)

True friends don’t come by often enough… I wish they did, but they don’t… But I guess it rocks this way or else what makes a true friend any different than an a-dime-a-dozen friend? Hmmm… But then again, how does one qualify to be a true friend? What’s a true friend anyways?

I thought about it so let me perform my civic duty by “educating” you… Ahem ahem… For this, class, we’ll go right down to the basics: how a true friend helps us satisfy our primary-basic-human-survival-if-not-can-die-wan needs as human beings…

*clears throat*

A true friend…
…is one who buys you lunch
(even if you never asked for it)…

A true friend…
…is one who leaves a sweet note
under your door for you to wake up to
(even if it’s to call you names)…

A true friend…
…is one who remembers
you want your burger plain (even when
you never reminded them about it)…

A true friend…
…is one who leaves the coke
in the fridge to keep it chilled and not just
lying on the table with the burger
(Malaysian weather and all)…

In short, a true friend is defined (in my books)
as a burger-buying, special order-remembering,
coke-chilling, note-leaving friend…

Tada!

Got it? Cool? Yes? Good.

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Personal Message
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To my True Friend,

Cool man…
So lame…
Whatever…

Love,
…Pam Song a.k.a Birdy…