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About Me

I am Isabel. Welcome to my blog. This place is a collection of my experiences.

Born in Sgp in Oct 1986.

Loves:
- Life
- My family
- P3
- Guy
- Crazy Elephant, Clarke Quay & Erdinger
- Sexy scents (If you smell sexy, stay away, I might just eat you up!)
- Good lookers (They always make my day *wink*)
- Chilling out with JCW
- Dresses (2008 new craze for me!)
- Fags
- YOUTUBE et WMM
- ADDIDAS, COACH, CHANEL et GUCCI

Hates:
- Princesses (Big bullies when I am nice to you!)
- Control Freaks (It is my life, not yours, back off!)
- Racist pigs (Love the world because we are different. *winks*)
- Being bored
- Being broke


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Thursday, May 03, 2007 5:23 AM



-EGO BOOSTER -

You know, about a couple of years ago, when I was still in school and debates, people used to call Izzy an ego-booster.

Why?

Because when you were down or feeling bad about yourself, just go to her. Izzy always knew how to make someone feel better. But not only that, she made you feel better than just better. Your ego would be boosted and your confidence level would shoot up.

Now, as I saw it in the past, it was not wrong to be nice. But maybe I spoilt the lives of some people? Making them so pig-headed? So much of looking at the positive side of people, that I forget there is a negative side to their lives? Because of me, they also start to forget they are actually normal humans, and in many ways not perfect at all.

Now, when I am in a questioning mood, I ask, why am I like that? I have to stop being so nice at times, because it is not worth at all.

Those who need nice people around, probably can't even cope with real life.

Let me be who I should be. Instead of going all the way to help, let me learn how to say no, even to those I care about. Then I can really see whether these people are my friends, because they care & love me, or they just need to feel good about themselves.

Most importantly, I want to live for myself, and not them.


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