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Making time when preoccupation is an inevitable constant

It is how a painting represents your life. The people in your life are like pastels splattered on a drawing block. You pick the best colours, the warmest colours for comfort, the brighter colours for zest and fun. To finish it up you sprinkle some colour to make the overall look lively. But when you add too many colours, you create noise in your painting. Suddenly your painting seems like a mess, perhaps a little bit crowded. And some colours may have diminished due to this effect.

Because I think we don't need so many people in our life, we just need the best ones. Like colours, you'll always find yourself picking the ones you're most comfortable with.
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I had the nicest fuzziest meet-up with aishah today, like finally! I've been trying to reach her through Bala about 3 times I think and finally she got herself a new phone and voila, we met up today. Why Bala? Cos he joined aishah at Borders. Discounts ah, thanks, lol! I finally bought my baju raya, which is pink by the way cos my sisters and my mom have already bought pink. It shall be my first pink outfit! We miracly got seats and had sumptuous kway teow goreng, indian style at the new Geylang market. I think the fact that we were hungry contributes to how delicious we thought it was. Had supper at bb macs and a walk through this park when everyone else was sleeping haha. All I can say was I enjoyed tonight for the conversations, sentiments we shared. I've always treasured times with aishah. Enough said (:
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