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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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it's the words that you dont say ,
Saturday, February 12, 2011 | 5:55 PM



Dad overseas for the weekend . Should totally grab this once in a lifetime opportunity to go out right ? Everyone freaking busy . :/ Not that i asked everyone , but those people whom i'm like , really comfortable with . Where does that leaves me ? Stuck at home . Agains . I'm so sian , i cans cry . D:

Anyways , school result like shit now . Fail maths , half more mark then cans pass geog , now waiting for confirmation that i failed my language arts paper only . Now never sleep in class already though . Fighting the urge to everyday . Mdm Connie Chan should be proud . LOL . I remembered in year 1 i forever sleeping in her class then always facing outside the class then last year Isabelle told me she always ask what was i looking at outside ( which i apparently din hear cause i was sleeping ever so soundly ) LOL . My most clear-minded memory of year 1 was when i woke up after a nice good sleep and moaning in my head when i have to stand to greet the teacher . Strain my energy . :X

I finally started mugging for year 3 then this ishh what i get . LOL . Really on the verge of giving up . Dont even dare to think about the future anymore . Speaking of future , in about 3 days time the new batch of year 1s are coming into band and i'm like 99.99 % sure that i'm gonna be a failed senior . And i really dont have the energy to try anymore . Brain capacity getting smaller and smaller . Never ever tio pumping de now one week tio twice cause forgot bring this and that . I wonder what else i've forgotten . I hope i forget how to breathe too . Yeah . I'm THAT optimistic about life . ( For now )

Recently spending money too . Very fun . I like shopping . Especially looking at clothes . Fashion very interesting . :) ( Wa . I just realized my english very broken . Eng compre confirm fail le . ) Really wanna go out uh . Haish . Sian . =/

` You have time , but do you have the heart for me ?

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