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Thursday, January 20, 2011 . 1/20/2011 01:58:00 AM

I'm a rather contradicting person. I talk to a guy happily over the net and phone messages, but to actually talk to him, I really can't. I'm shy.

I love English, but I'm not good enough in it. I love reading, just not enough to read reports and journals and whatever Scientific, Mathematical or Computing materials. I love cold weather, yet I hate them somehow. Same goes for hot weather. I love my family, yet they have many flaws I wish to change. I'm fair but I love to wear dark clothes.

Contradictions. Who can live without them?