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Friday, November 20, 2009
prom night pictures

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:D

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Aaron gorilla :)
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jonathan :)
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ezzuan!
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jiaxun :)

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Wenzi! :)
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Cerlyn :)



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2:07 PM

Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Adorable, yes they are









I LOVE THIS! SERIOUSLY CUTE! :D
brightens up my day!




Done with all the major papers!
Today done with HMT, like finally! *claps.
I tried my best for all papers, so it's now only left with holidays to look forward to!
PROM!
oh before that, SHOPPING! :D
A long deserve break, finally. I slept for very long. oh, I tried to measure how long i sleep, with a ruler. *HAHA -.-



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10:21 PM

Thursday, October 01, 2009
Hiatus

Oh yes, gonna banned myself from using com. :C
Hiatus-ing till after O? I have to work that hard .. So I can enjoy my prom after that.
Looking forward to the shoppings! With darrx, sweetheart & ron! ;D
Gluck-gluck everyone. We'll reap what we sow!

Till then, take care.



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8:58 PM


You, my love

It came over me in a rush
when I realized that i love you so much
that sometimes i cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what i feel inside

how I try to express
whats been troublin' my mind
but still I cant find the words
but I know that somethings got a hold of me

It came over me in a rush
when I realized that i love you so much
that sometimes i cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what i feel inside

baby someday ill find a way to say
just what you mean to me
but if that day never comes along
and you dont hear this song
i guess you'll never know

it came over me in a rush
when I realized that i love you so much
that sometimes i cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what i feel in
feel what I feel inside

and when i say inside I mean deep
you fill my soul
and thats something I cant explain
its over me

cuz it came over me in a rush
when Ii realized that I love you so much
that sometimes I cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what I feel inside

it came over me in a rush
when I realized that i love you so much
that sometimes I cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what i feel inside

It came over me in a rush
when I realized that i love you so much
that sometimes i cry
but I cant tell you why
why I feel what i feel inside




Yes, indeed. It had been 11 months since that special day - 30102008.
How much closer have we been? How much feelings have we developed?

A month more and it'll soon be a year.

How much have we been through? How much nonsense have you tolerated?
Still so much, yet to be spoken.


11 months, a rather long period of time. Looking back, do you still remember all the ups and downs?
& so, what lies ahead of us? Will we ever make it through? Are we ready? Or rather, am i ready? Have i given you my trust?

Do I love you whole heartly?
Do I still bear grudges?
Am i still being ignorant? Or rather unreasonable?


Will things stay the way they are?
Will we change for the better?
WILL THINGS CHANGE FOR THE BETTER IN FUTURE?
Will feelings fade?
Will ...



Destiny brought us together ..
Destiny is the bridge you build to the one you love ..



So, are we meant to be?
Do we have to go through so much?



Should I stay? ...


The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. & yes I do, i can feel yours for me.
Baby, i do too.

For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.
Baby, be that heart to receive mine. For that i already am receiving yours.
Now&Forever.



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8:29 PM

Sunday, September 27, 2009
What's next?

Graduating soon. Just tomorrow.
[Anything you want to say? Please do so tmr ..]


Will we still rmb what we learnt in school in many years
later?
Will we still laugh at the jokes we used to say?
Will we think of each other when we're free?
Will we still be friends?


Well, thinking back, why did i end up in this school?

RSS was my first choice, together with nickie.



So the first day of school, i tucked in my shirt. -.- Like a retard. (Cause primary school also tuck in ma) =excuses.

Initially was in the same class as Nickie, but then she was transferred to 1/9. D:
So sat with meixia, but we didn't talk much.

& so after sec one camp, i was closer to yueqi, zhao and was it buff?
& then huiting, jiahui, jiayee, mojo.
Somethings happened right? But all of them get back together once again. See, eternity friends. *smiles


Did I mentioned i hate band initially?

*Nod. Because I couldn't play well. I was one of the worst player.
So I played very hard. Until I have a much better tone. *beam.

Alright, I admit. My results was like bullshit. So i was really lucky when I can get into class 3/6.
SHIOK!

& yes, year 2008 & 2009 is definitely the years for me! My passion for band grew. & I like my class. Neglected studies though - It's more relaxed and fun in band! 'ILOVEBAND! :D'
We worked hard. I can still remember the feeling I had on stage when we compete for SYF, totally enjoyed it! Compared to 2 years back, when i was still hiding behind seniors, when i was trembling on stage. Wow, what a big difference!

Graduation party tmr ..


Well, about 4/6; What words should i use to describe? - SPLENDID!

I doubt no one else will understand how much we went through, together as a class. Bright & dark times, we experienced both.

-We were so against 4/5 during sec 3 camp?

-Almost wanted to write a petition against a teacher. *hmmm

-We scored 1.02 MSG for maths! *SMILES!

-SPA skill 3 ..

& manymany more ..

4/6 is a very unique class. we have all kinds of people!
From, yaolun & kokhui & shawn very noisy & sot? To very hardworking people like xinling & bernice. & very bitchy like shuihui&isabel. Not forgetting, zhongyu & kaiyeat, they used to sleep on each other? & shenghao&chinwei, always competing who more muscular. & very enthu student like cuiping, and responsible like huiting. & joel & mani talked non-stop? shenghao&peiying can exist in their own world. yanshing-sanba (reg no 38) yueqi, who complain non stop. & flower four. although today got new group - F4 - daniel, yongkang, kaiyeat, zhongyu. & those crazy over their fans like, ggt over zac and jerica over kim bum (i like too! :D)

so much more.. (sorry, it's late, I'll continue the next time! *promise!)

Teachers always commented over class as very smart but lazy & over confident - arrogant. -.- Whatever.

I like our class! In fact ILOVEIT! To think we went through so much, for 2 years ..

I just hope they'll forgive that one poor person soon .. So we can graduate without regrets. Yaolun, can? Let bygones be bygones ..

Tmr is the day - Do we bid farewell? Or it's just the time to fly?

FRIENDS FOR LIFE :D




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11:00 AM

Saturday, September 12, 2009
Only love

It's a cold February night. People are bustling through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm.

It's so cold today.I'm standing at my window, looking at the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room, I'm beginning to pity those people. Why don't they go home? Do they plan on wandering until morning?

"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief. "Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's Day. It's so unfair!"

"You are fortunate." Another nurse says. "Some people don't have anyone waiting for them."

"You mean Dr. Shu?"
Like Sherlock Holmes, my ears perk up when I hear my name.
"Do you remember how she lost control on this day last year?"
"Of course I do." A nurse shudders. "I've never seen Dr. Shu like that. Crying and yelling, like she was crazy."
They are talking about how I was last year. They are correct. I was out of control, like they said.
"You can't blame Dr. Shu. If my boyfriend died in front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well."
"Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She might hear you."
The two nurses are too late. I heard the entire conversation through the canvas wall.
"Dr. Shu, what are you doing standing here?"

Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself, another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2 nurses who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became redder than the bow on Valentine's Day chocolates.

"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn't hear anything.
"Dr. Shu, you must have gotten too involved in your work. It's already past time to go home. See you tomorrow. Happy Valentine's Day!" She waves goodbye.

"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and watch the 2 nurses hurry away.

That's fine. I was ready to go home anyway. Even though no lover is waiting
for me, at least there's a lazy cat waiting for me to feed.

After I come home, the first thing I do is feed the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since last year's Valentine's Day. At that time, I was like an abandoned cat, with eyes filled with despair. Cats don't cry, I do. That's the only difference.

"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you." I threatened the cat. Her name is Christine, my least favorite English name. I don't know why I named the cat Christine. Christine meowed once to let me know she heard me, but her eyes are complaining about my severity. Her eyes remind me of someone I used to know, standing in front of me with eyes of rebellions.

An year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the opportunity to complain to him.

"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me any flowers?"

He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone."

"Then... you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.

"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."

E-card. That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he is. "You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting." I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn't use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card.

"I can't stand you women. Why do you make such a big deal out of Valentine's Day??" He grumbled while eating his food. His comment induced me to fight with him again.

"You are not romantic at all!! Don't you watch any Japanese drama?"

"Japanese drama? I only watch Discovery Channel."

"Your life is so boring." I made a face at him. "One recent drama was really good. You should have watched it."

"What's that drama called?" He didn't believe in the love portrayed in TV and movies. He always thought they were lies.

"It's called 'Story of A Century'." I gladly answered.

"What kind of trashy plot did it have?"

"What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!" I was so angry. "That drama was very touching, and the theme song was beautiful as well. It's called 'Only Love', performed by Nana Mouskouri." I wonder if he knew who Nana was.

"Nana, I know her. A Greek singer with really expensive albums."

"Her voice is worth it." Even though I secretly agreed with him, I couldn't bring myself to admit it.

"Whatever." He glanced at his watch. "I'll give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot. After that, I'm leaving."

I tried hard to explain 6 hours worth of story in just 5 minutes. The drama portrayed the love stories of 3 generations of women spanning 100 years, from 1901 to 2000. Each generation was portrayed by the same actress. The story was tear-jerking.

"What's so touching about it?" He asked, after listening to the story.

"Don't you think each generation's story is wonderful? If I have such great screen writing ability, I wouldn't be a doctor anymore. I would become a screenwriter."

"If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one would watch the show. The TV station can go out of business." He quickly interjected.

"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!" I was so mad that I went home immediately, not even finishing my coffee.

As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and go online.


Staring at the empty in-box, I began to reminisce about how we met. Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each other all day long. I still remember when I moved to the country that year. Used to the city life, I couldn't get used to the simple life in the country. After school, I would just go home and do nothing. Whenever that happened, he would always come over to tease me.


"Why are you staring off into space??" He loved to pull on my hair. "You're so ugly when you're doing nothing. But you're also not pretty when you smile." In other words, I'm really ugly.

"You're the one who's ugly!" I pull back my hair. "If you think I'm so ugly, why do you visit me??"

"Can't help it. My home is right next to your home." He argued.

"Then I'll move!" The next day, I drew a line in the ground using some white chalk. A line that I forbid him to cross.

That year, we were both in the 5th grade. We couldn't stand each other and hoped the other would move away. But 5 years passed, and neither of us moved. Not only that, we got into the same high school and into the same class.

"You're that infamous couple." All the students and teachers in the school would say whenever they saw us.

"We're not!" I always tried to explain. "We're only neighbors." At that time, I hated my parents for making us live next to him.
"My standard is not that low." He would say. "Who wants her to be a girlfriend?? It's not like I don't have eyes."

"Yes, I know your eyes are on top of your head." I really disliked him. "Better than having eyes on the bottom of my head like you." He implied that I couldn't judge guys. At that time, I had a crush on a senior.

I didn't think that his sarcasm had a hidden meaning. After a while, I found out that the senior student had lots of girlfriends. When I cried about it, he silently passed me a handkerchief and awkwardly held me in his arms.

"I told you he wasn't any good." He roughly comforted me. I cried in his arms the whole night, and began to see him in a different way. Things began to change between us. We still fought all the time, but he started to look at me differently. And I blushed and my heart beat faster when he was near. We both knew: we fell in love with each other.

Even with this knowledge, neither of us said anything. Even though we would
not be able to resist and kissed each other constantly. Even though we cared about each other's every moves. Both of us refused to admit our love.

Time flew by quickly, and it was time to face separation. I chose to study medicine, and he chose physics. Yet we still couldn't separate from each other. Our parents worried that we didn't know anyone in Taipei, so they forced us to live in the same apartment building. Once again, we became neighbors. We still fought, but sometimes we fought into the bedroom. Alright, we became lovers, but we still wouldn't say we loved each other. We didn't even spend Valentine's Day together until he saw me share dinner with a man one Valentine's Day. That night, he waited for me in front of my door and said that he would take me out to dinner on Valentine's Day from then on. I have to say that he was very arrogant. But I nodded and accepted his request. Since then, we spent every Valentine's Day together. After graduation, I became an intern. He started a small computer company with some friends and became a programmer. We were busy with our own lives and had no time for a relationship. Three years later, I became a doctor, and his business began to boom. We separately moved to bigger
apartments and stopped being neighbors. On the surface, we left each other. In reality, we were still together. We spent every Valentine's Day together but each year became more dreary than the next because he never told me he loved me even with all my hints.

Facing the empty in-box, I suddenly grew very angry. He wouldn't say it and wouldn't send me a card. What did he mean? Who did he think I was? I called his cell phone.

"Hello." He picked up the phone.

"I didn't receive the card." I immediately showed my displeasure.

"You didn't receive it?" He seemed really busy. "But I sent it."

He was really busy but I didn't care. "I didn't receive it. Send it again."

"Okay, I'll send you 100 times. Is that good enough??" He said with impatience. His tone further infuriated me. Is that how lovers speak to each other?

"Don't bother sending it to me. And you don't have to pick me up tonight.

I'll eat dinner by myself."

"Don't be childish, OK? I'm really busy."

"I AM childish!" I hung up the phone and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Childish?? Why didn't he consider the situation? We've gone out for so many years and spent countless Valentine's Day together. I never received any flowers nor cards from him. Now, I just want a little e-card. Is that too much to ask for??

I unplugged the phone from the wall and turned off my cell phone. I didn't want to hear his explanations. After I returned to the hospital, I instructed the receptionist not to forward me any phone calls. I wanted to concentrate on work.

Because there were so many emergencies today, I was sweating 1 hour later and forgot about our argument.

"Dr. Shu, please take a look at that patient."

As I was collecting my equipment, the shrill sound of an ambulance sounded outside the ER. When I stepped out the door, the emergency medics hurriedly wheeled in a gurney.

"What happened to him?" I asked the 1st medic. Everyone else were trying to help put the patient on the gurney. He was covered with blood.


"Car accident." The medic replied. "Very serious. He may die."

I nodded and ran to the operating room with them. When I arrived, the nurses told me that the man had already stopped breathing and also his heartbeat also stopped

"Prepare for shock." I calmly instructed the nurses. Saving people is our duty. We can't lose our calm.

But when I saw who laid on the operating table, I lost my calm. That person was my boyfriend!

"No..." I stood in shock. "NO!!!" I grabbed the paddles and continuously shocked his body. His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was crazy.

I didn't know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though he never showed me his love. I still wanted to save him. He still owed me a card. He couldn't die! I threw away the paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed with all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn't wake up. He didn't even say "It hurts". He just laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence.

Dr. Jian angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn't see clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no sounds could come out of my mouth.

"It's too late, Dr. Shu. He's already dead. I'm sorry." Dr. Jian patted me on the shoulder. They knew each other and ate together once. I introduced them.

"He can't die." I shook my head. "He can't die!!" I struggled to run to him.

"Dr. Shu, control yourself!" Dr. Jian slapped me. "I understand what you're going through, but you're a doctor."

Yes, I'm a doctor, but I'm also a regular person. How can Dr. Jian understand how I feel? I've loved him for so many years that it's become a habit. How can I just throw away a habit? Besides, he still owed me a card. "I want him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again and tried to knock the life back into his body.

"Take her away!" That day, I lost my control and my professionalism.

And that day happened to be Valentine's Day.

Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early that day.

They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to call me several times but couldn't reach me. Worried, he drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large truck on the way.

When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him. Just because of an unmailed card, he died. After that, I lost my privilege to be childish.

Like an abandoned cat, I couldn't even cry anymore. After his death, I couldn't cry anymore, regardless of how touching the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn't affect me anymore.

Now, I'm only left with a cat and a seldomly used computer. Stepping over the cat, I turned on the computer. Even though I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone will remember me on this day.

Meow, meow. I looked at Christine to see what's wrong. She finished her milk. I went into the kitchen to get her more milk then came back to look at the computer screen.

I have.... 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send me 100 junk mail?

I was just about to delete them all when I received another mail, and this one said: "Because of system error, we could not send these until today.

We apologize for the delay." The sender was my ISP.

I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last year's Valentine's Day. My heart began to beat fast. Could he have sent these?

With a trembling hand, I opened the mail. The first thing that popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play.... "Only Love". I couldn't believe it. The rose was so beautiful and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a fantasy. Most touching of all were the words underneath the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem.

"Hwei."

That's my name.

"Knowing you so many years, I've never sent you any flowers. Today I send you a rose."

I received it and it's so beautiful.

"You know we are always fighting. We can never really open our hearts and tell each other how we feel."

Yes, but it's all your fault for being so distant.

"I know I always make you mad by the things I say."

Good that you're admitting it.

"But today I want to say to you: I'm sorry, and I love you."

I waited so many years for those words.

"And I want to tell you a good news. I finally saved enough money."

You already have enough money. Why did you need so much?

"So Hwei, let's get married!! I was afraid to propose to you, because I didn't trust in my ability to give you the good life you deserve. But now I've saved enough money so we don't have to wait anymore."

Who wanted you to wait? I'm already yours.
"Today, I use this card to propose to you. Will you marry me, Hwei? Will you?"

That's the content of the whole card. Like a fool, I kept reading his words and talking to him. It's like I can hear his voice and see him again.

As if it's back to 1 year ago with us constantly fighting.

The song played over and over. Repeating Nana's heartbreaking voice.

Only love can make a memory. Only love can make a moment last. You were there and all the world was young and all it's songs unsung. and I remember you then when love was all, all you were living for,
and how you gave that love to me...."

The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When he was alive, my world was so young. Every day, I could find a something different to fight with him about. But after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness that will never go away.

"Will you marry me?"

When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting the keyboard.

Will I? If he's in front of me, I will definitely kick him and call him a big fool. If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't have waited until today.

So I moved the cursor over the "Reply" box, and typed the response that I've already prepared for so many years - "I will."

I will - be by his side for the rest of my life. I will - fight with him forever. That is how I answered him, but the only response I got was the repeating song "Only Love."


Nevertheless, I opened every single letter, accepted every singled rose, and typed the same response: "I will."

I replied 100 times, and "Only Love" played 100 times. In this cold Valentine's night, the line that's been broken for 1 year finally got reconnected.

I answered you. What about you?


Cherish and treasure what you have, for you might regret ultimately in the future.



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7:48 PM

Monday, September 07, 2009
It's not our love that's lost

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Sorry for that i still cant give you that definite answer, saying i'm staying.

I dont know how to trust you completely. (or i just dont wanna admit i actually do?)

The ring doesn't represent everything. Even if it cant be found, it doesn't matter. Because it's the ring that's lost, not our love. Cheer up alright.



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10:33 AM


Couples' heartbreak

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.

What do you think were the four words?

The husband just said "I Love You Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No
point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support. After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.



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10:30 AM


on 01/09/09

We first went RP to do some studying.
It was raining; So after luch, we went to walk around.
And we found this lovely place.
*smiles.

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Those trees were waving then..

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& we took turns to pose. -.-

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AND we moved on to somewhere else.

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see, how strong. manage to grow so beautifully through these hard rocks. *claps

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fine him please. ;X

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An enjoyable day. :D




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10:23 AM


Back then

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on 28/08?

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04/09/09; we walk together, with the sunrise being our witness..



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10:15 AM


For teachers'

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for mr tan :D

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mr wong . :D

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mr low really verry tall? o.o

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we took these pictures for those cards. :D



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10:11 AM

Monday, August 31, 2009
My love will get you home

if you wander off too far, my love will get you home
  if you follow the alone star my love will get you homey
  if you ever find yourself losing long alone get back on your feet and think of me my love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home
  if the bright lights blind your eyes my love will get you home
  if your troubles break your strike my love will get you home
  if you ever find yourself losing long alone get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home, boy
my love will get you home
  if you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home
  whenever is only you too blame, my love will get you home
  if you ever find yourself losing long alone, get back on your feet and think of me my love will get you home, boy, my love will get you home
  if you ever find yourself losing long alone, get back on your feet and think of me
my love will get you home
boy, my love will get you home, boy my love will get you home



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10:57 PM


Uncontrollable

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ACES day cum Teachers' Day celebration today; & 4/6 won for the RS Dance competition! :D All thanks to Andrew, because he danced! Everyone danced. *claps
4/6 win! YEA! Yihui we won! :D nanny nanny poo poooo~
omg, so bitchy, p.s.

Finally we went to the school hall for a mass gathering like this. Totally cant recall when was the last time i stepped in there. *misses.

The concert was FUN, with Joel sitting behind me. *smiles

oh ya! I think our school have a bunch of crazy sec 3s. They were singing and getting high themselves? Like their live band concert eh? I seriously couldn't stop laughing then. It was just way too funny! Jumping around like crazy! But at least they're brave enough to do so. *claps! :D

I remembered that one of the performance by the teacher, one of them said, I don't dare to flirt with Mrs Sng only. Because she's too stern! LOLS! & the whole school went ohhhh~

Accompanied Joel to take his IC and went home sweet home. Slept for 4 hours. ^^

I should really start studying already.
With my current standard, I doubt I'll be able to join my desired JC.
Don't worry, I've motivation to study hard now! :D



Quoted from mummy's blog :D


" Discard the bad past behind quickly and embrace all
the good memories. But
I guess you can't blame anyone if the good memories are
blinded by
excruciating pain and grief to a huge extent that all of them are
washed
away. I suppose what's more important is the present, and the future
which
is yet to be unfolded."

(for someone who's really down now, i hope things will work out well for you.)

I have a really cute class and many many great teachers!
[we've all the best teachers leh; i know you all jealous le! (*.*) ]



HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY :D



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