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i had never love some1 in my life, so deeply b4. or shall i say, i have not really LOVED any1 b4. i don`t know. but serene made an impact on me. but i guess its juz flirting. trying to get me into VE? cuz im her 1st downline? i don`t know seriously. I cried, (so stupid) for her.. not accepting my love for her.. haha guess wad. on that same night, i asked her out to slack awhile, she missed her bus, and i had to call my fren to join us to slack, cuz she doesn`t feel comfortable being with 1 guy in the night. we went out, slack do wadever we wanted to. morning, treat her breakfast, cracked her eggs for her, wait for her to get into the bus n went home.. 2days later, meet her again, played mahjong, next day, meet her again, slack under her house, help massage her shoulders. waiting to go home, when she saw sum1 peeping at her at the stairs. accompanied her n comforted her not to worry, that i`ll send her right to her doorstep. went up, wanting to hear a thankyou, or even a hug. but nth happened. maybe she was too scared. Let me tell u sumthing.. im too in loved with her.. but i won`t give up, till sumthing happens. TMl will be my sales appointment, and if it fails, i`ll quit VE, cuz im too afraid to see her again, knowing that i`ll be hurt even deeply.. so as to avoid such, i`ve made a bet. BUT if i closed the deal, im sure theres much more things for me to do.. maybe she stills want me. (she nv wanted me b4)
So Lord, do wadever seems fit.. My life is in your hands.

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