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I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? — Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close Tagboard
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Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Been watching Witch yoo hee since yesterday. Anyone have the show? Can you pleeeeeaseee lend me? Monday, October 29, 2007
To my dearest TP6, Wow, time really flies. Not long ago, it's just the beginning of the year, everyone meeting together at the front porch, and going recess together. Soon, lizhen suggested the name TP6, the powersomesix and there we are. Although we quarrelled regularly, and we never fail to pissed each other off, i believe none of this came from the bottom of our heart yea? And we'll love each other no matter what happen. Going to secondary three doesn't mean a stop to our friendship. I believe we'll be like how we used to be, our friendship, our love for each other, still strong like before. So hail! TP6! I love the five of you loads loads loads! TO JOAN : Dearest dearest goodie, Sigh, one year have past and well, i've enjoyed every moment i shared with you. Thankyou for also making my day seems great even though it wasn't. Thankyou for listening me complaining about the entire whole blahblahblah. Even though we wont be in the same class next year, there will still be band practice! And i wanna tell you, I love you loads, loads, loads. (: TO LUCINDA : My dearest Qing-ai-de. Thankyou for all those happy memories i shared with you, i won't ever ever forget. And i hope you wont forget them too! Thankyou for cheering me up when i'm sad, and making those ridiculous faces to make me laugh. Thankyou for telling me you're always there for me and thankyou for making me feel cherished. I love you loads, loads, loads. Remember 070707, remember me. (: TO LIZHEN : Dear lizhen, okay, i'm not sure why i'm saying this but i'm gonna miss the days you scared me intentionally or sometimes, not and also, all those lame comments. But anyway, i'll treasure all those good memories we had, and thanks for being there for me when i need it. Next year must work really hard luh hokays? I wont be there to help you revise last minute. So JIAYOU! I love you loads, loads, loads. (: TO JOLYN : Dear jolyn. Haha, two words, GROW UP! You're 14 years old luh, act more like 14 instead of 4 hokays? Haha, draats, i'm gonna miss your childish actions, those running about in the lrt platform, and those not so funny comments. But nevermind, there's still band practice laaah. Haha, Love ya loads loads loads. (: TO EUNICE : Hokay. I don't know what to say. Hmm.. dearest mushroom, haha, if you dare to cut your hair i murder you personally luh. Must stay cute like a mushroom forever okay? Haha, it's weird for me to say those mushy words yea, so <3's> Okay. I'm really doing random things today. Heeeehaw. Anyway, i think it's really really random of me to tune in to a show which i've never seen before, except yesterday when i've got nothing to do and switched on the tv. And ho, i saw this korean drama, Lovers in paris and i'm itching to know what happen next. -.- I haven't been blogging for ages and while, i'm gonna post about the events that happened. Thursday: Lucinda brought Who's the boss ,a board game, and well, it's really fun! Hah. And i got bankrupt twice i think. Boo. And then, lizhen lost her wallet. And we started finding it and well, we did a mini spot check, and some retarded asshole said mr zul's coming and he's gonna do a spotcheck. And well, three-quarter of the class hid their phones and mp3 into the OHP. Real clever, NOT. Mrs murali reported that to mrs v and she came storming up into the class and started yelling at everyone. Winston and i got blamed for not stopping the class for putting their belongings into the OHP. It's like DUH!? The class wont even listen! And anyway, who'd betray their own class? Friday: Last day of school. Sigh. Last year's last day of school was a breeze. Well, it would be, of course, aren't we still in the same class next year? It's all different this year. It's bye bye to everyone. Sigh. Byebye, to the class which 2e4 spent almost 8 months in. Byebye, to the messy cardboard where everyone dump their books in, and never bothered to clean. Byebye, to those dangling fans which threatens to fall and hit those unfortunates underneath them. Byebye, to the board we had, at the back of the class. Byebye, to the noisy 'idontknowwhat' which kept making farting sounds when we on the computer. Byebye, to the desks which i scrawled my name, inside an arrowed heart. Byebye, to choonkun's chair which i've kicked so mercilessly. Byebye, to the those days where TP6 played so happily together. Byebye, to those days where mrs v make snarky remarks about us. Byebye, to those days where mrs tami lectured us about JC and poly. Byebye, to those days where mrs yaw's talking about maths and almost everyone's falling asleep Byebye, to those days where we made funny comment and handsigns behind mrs murali 's back. Byebye, to those days where mrs murali touch our paper, making it all wet and smelly. Byebye, to those days where TP6's always coming back late from recess because lucinda's forever buying honeydews, and joan and me eating very slowly. Byebye, to those hilarious literature lessons, where hanlin's always doing something stupid. Byebye, to those chinese lessons where lishuang will just sit around and do nothing, while we all start yacking.(It's a miracle i passed my chinese!) Byebye, to the days where somebody will be yelling "V come liao!" or whatever and everyone will be seated immediately. Byebye, to 2e4, i'll miss you guys. Saturday, October 27, 2007
Okay. I cut my hair. I C U T M Y H A I R. Sheeesh. Sunday, October 21, 2007
Band perfromance for both friday and saturday din't went really well. Okay, there's quite a lot of mistakes, and well, we're really not acustom to playing for audience after a long period of 'nothavingbandpractice' Played the same old songs again and again. -.- TSK. Thats all for today. Friday, October 19, 2007
Buffet's fantastic. Hah. The food's delicious as always, and i'm gorging myself with food all the time. Lol. It's not called ' buffet ' for nothing right? Been playing the piano since 8.15. Band performance later. Playing When the tears fell. Gosh=x  Rain rain go awayyy..    I'm mudering a poor innocent lamb-.-  Yumyum!  Thursday, October 18, 2007
Heeeeelllloooooooooooooooo. Okay, I haven't been online for like ages, and sorry peepos. Here's result : English : 73 Chinese : 67 Maths : 55 Geography : 69 Literature : 72 History : 78 Science : 78 Bio : 88 Chem : 68 Phy : 74 I guess thats all. Got highest for english, and history=) Heehees.. School's preetty boring today. Been reading and re-reading books over and over again for about uhm, 6hours? -.- Don't understand why they must keep us in school and torture us-.- Going to eat buffet now. HAH! Thursday, October 4, 2007
Okay. I haven't blogged for long, but yeah, EOY are here hokays. -.- Anyway, all my papers are pretty difficult. Okay, let me correct myself. VERY difficult. V-E-R-Y. D-I-F-F-I-C-U-L-T. Get it? I guess you're not a retard arh. -.- Okay. Chem paper's extremelty hard. I haven't got ANY clue what the paper's talking about. And i guess, no one have any clue either. -.- |
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