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because it ain't necessarily so
Foreword.


I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

24, and still counting.



Flashback.

Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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A tough nut to crack ,
Wednesday, February 9, 2011 | 7:46 PM




English classes was talking about Popular Cultures , no i not very sure yet what it's really all about . It's something about beauty and self-image etc. de though , i know that much nia . P: Now teaching Social Network and everything . Anyways , during Pop Culture , there was this discussion about advertisements if i'm not wrong , ads , it's effects and impacts . And i realise , yours truly ishh very very "impacted" by ads ! LOL !

Point : Ads made a significant influence on our lives .
Evidence : Students could randomly start singing / reciting commercials anytime anywhere .
Elaboration : London Choco Roll ~~ Xiang cheng you mei wei ~~ Nai xiang qiao ke wei ~~ Xiang cheng kou wei mei ~~ London Choco Roll ~~ ; "Sheng Xiong quan shi wei le ni" ; *more and more* .
Link : Ads improve your musical talent . (Y) !

Finally had some one on one time with Gong(L) and Lai(L) . Haish . Miss them tons . It's just not the same without them uhs . I miss seeing Isabelle flare up and complaining passionately at fifty miles an hour . I miss Gong linking her hands through my hands and her singing at the top of the lungs and me having to shut her up all the time . Sometimes , similar things still happens , but it's just not the same . Gahhh . I din know i love them . /=


Finally met up with you . You were even better than i remembered . You were even better than the you i had in my dreams , better in reality . I know what you're playing at . I really dont want to leave you too . But really , to you , i'm really just gonna be a waste of your time , your youth . You changed , i changed , but , i never stop loving you . ♥

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