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This girl fantasizes about book stores with warm lighting. Let her meet Kradam and she'll love you for life. She's going to be mugging her life away for the next 4 years and would really appreciate a good cup of chocolate milkshake. :D
Joanne
Studying at NTU
FCBC-ian!
You know what they say, at a certain age you stop announcing your age. To hell with that, I'm 19.
Till I can find something else I wanna add, this is it!
9:25 PM
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
She stared at the figure she saw in front of her. The girl stared back at her. Turning from side to side, she looked intensely at the girl, observing her posture and her clothes. Too shabby, she concluded, with hair poking out in all directions.
Taking a pin out of her pocket, she adjusted the hair of the girl, cringing as the hair refused to be subdued into the perfect position. Biting her lips in concentration, she inserted the pin with utmost care. Smoothing her clothes, she shifted her glance to the face of the girl.
It felt weird watching the face change over the years; the baby fat in the face had been reduced slightly, though it was still there. The blemishes that she had hated were almost gone, leaving the face a little less than perfect. It was filled with naivety. Too much in fact, for it made the girl seem far younger and more child-like than what she really was.
Poking her finger into her own cheek, the girl mirrored her action. The girl felt surreal, as if she were something that could be transformed on will into something much greater.
She sighed, swept the fringe to the side for the final time and stepped out of the washroom.
