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love is a riddle.
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G; Lips that taste of tears,
they say, are the best for kissing.


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Wednesday, November 01, 2006

♥ MIA for too long ((:


i was told to blog.
and i realised, i indeed have not been blogging for a
reeaaallllyyyy long time. uh huh.
well, done with chinese Os. i've to admit i dont have
much confidence this time round. i even took a small
nap during the exam. gosh. someone scold me please.
i feel all guilty now )): but, i did complete my paper alright.

well, here's some past pictures...


- i miss classroom laughters.


- i can be the spark of your life <3


- look what youngsters nowadays are up to. tsktsk.
(sorry gaya! you look real cute here anyway :DD )


- PRINCESS HOURS <3
this is what i'm crushing hard on now. i bought the dvd! heh ((:
shin goon <33
yul goon <33


- say maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me.

have been mugging with mallory, elson and swee liang these days.
puzzled aye? who's elson and swee liang?
hahas. well, swee liang's the president of monfort student council.
nice guy, pretty lame as well. right swee liang? ((:
and elson's my primary three and four classmate. at first,
my ex-xinghua classmates and i thought we couldnt find
him anymore. but outta nowhere, he popped up again. lols.
used to have a split crush on him and eddie tan.
and then elson had to transfer school and thus... it ended.
hahas. okayyy. elson lee *** ***** he'd kill me for spilling it.
yet another nice guy, but i reckon he's half a beng beng.
he refuses to admit though. sheesh.

hell man, i miss the things i do in school already.
i just... it all seems too fast. goodness, wasnt i just starting on
my very first addmath lesson just yesterday?
time slipped by, i guess.
no more sitting in class with e4.
no more sulking and walking to the next class while silently
cursing the school for its home-room system.
no more taking washroom breaks in between lessons and
spending as much time in the lavatory to be late for lessons.
no more fried chicken wings, kway chap noodles, stingray
fried bee hoon and kang kong from school.
no more mrs willy wonka's animated lessons.
cant sit through lessons correcting *****a's english with pru.
cant disturb gaya when she tries to sleep.
cant sing "have i told you lately" to suba daily.
cant sing "parthal mudal naalay" to renu.
no more sitting right at the back of class and immersing
ourselves in our girls' talk.
i hate to say it, but i miss andrew yeo's way-too-fast lessons
and his constant dissing of everyone.
i miss jumping and bouncing around corridors. i miss staring at
sec ones to scare them off. i miss my council room.
i miss having ex-co meetings that last hours and hours, and
making big decisions as a whole. i miss my position in council.
oh my gosh. i can just go rambling on and on...
but i guess, i should stop here for today.
i miss e4, squids for life.

my sotongs lie over the ocean`


unraveled @ 12:45 AM