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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.



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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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we shouldn't compare .
Wednesday, March 16, 2011 | 11:21 AM



Went singapore science center to do a project yesterday . :X Hopefully , the efforts wont go down the drain and all . It's funny how i want to go do projects at an open space and i always ended up at the singapore science center . LOL . Like a place for little kidos and tourist . Have always wanted to go places like sky garden at vivo or marina barrage but always like too lazy go cause so far . I got curfew . Sucks . Still got like another two science group project , which i'm totally stuck at how to get it started . BUT i'm sure as hell i'm NOT going to singapore science center le . .... Just rmb , i heard that class cip ishh at the science center sia . LOL .

Positively the worst holiday yet . Japan having the worst bite uh . GRRRR . I hate die Mrhing . We're suppose to prepare a speech for the class , graded , and that speech has a pretty high weightage . Anyways , my topic ishh "Which artist(s) will you ban in singapore and why" . We're suppose to give the speech when school reopen after he approve what artist we chose . So i sent in my artist name a day before school closes and have already started doing my script when he msged me in the middle of monday night saying i shouldn't do that artist . ._. Waste my time , waste my effort , cut short my time and now i have to do a new script and find a new artist and idk where to start . Wth . GRRRR . It's no biggie really , but i really dont have the time , nor the mood to keep doing homework . Not planning to do all le . :X

Starting to love-hate band agains . Ytd was fun . Lols . Maybe because of that great "opening" of Mschan sharing stories with us . And other than that short-yet-seeming-like-eternity sudden focus she had on perc in Memories , no other pressure surprisingly . And i think we should really reply Mschan whenever she talk slash scold us . It just doesn't feel right if we dont respond . Oh and YAY we get to have another go at soundcheck . Hope that Mschan wont comment that perc too loud agains . ): Maybe it doesn't really show , but i feel like i've got improvements , however little . My piano teacher should be proud at how i managed to sight read the xylo score ytd ! ... Though it's only something like two hands-play-one-hand . :X Lastly , I realised i shouldn't rant about wanting more time . What i need , ishh the motivation and the mood .

This ishh actually a very sweet quote , Saying good night isn't a formality. It's the art of saying that I remember you in "my last minute of the day." And here ishh where the pessimistic me comes in , i dont think the night ishh good if you're not here with me . And what happens if someone said good bye ? Ishh it the art of saying i remember you in "my last moment on earth." ? Then where's the good in bye ?

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