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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.

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the chance to love him ,
Saturday, July 30, 2011 | 7:04 PM



Been kinda busy lately . :) So here will be a long one . Realize i've always been going out after school randomly window shopping around or finding people to slack at places with . But yours truly had been pretty hardworking too . Worked like never before . :P Classes had been fun , sitting in front of Liziqian and Chestersng had been bloody interesting . New victims to my new-founded skills of irritating people . Hahaha . Just recently , we've been doing all kind of "psychological tests" . Some , a smack in the face , some , a true psychological test to see what you really are . Interested ? Next time go out with me and remind me to share it with you . P:

Been looking forward to going school early too . :x There's this guy in the early morning bus . Idk , but i just like being near him . Noticed him since start of year but recently . Recently heart beats faster when he's near . Maybe he wont be what you call drop dead gorgeous , but i think he's hot . Solid chest , mysterious eyes , attractive eyelashes , kissable lips , long slim fingers and personally , perfect height . Tempted to just rest my head on his shoulder as i stood there beside him against the window every morning . And every time i pick up my phone i wish i have his number and that i could talk to him , wish i knew him in real life . But i dont wanna screw it up . And i'm contented just to see him every morning , jumping out of bed and going through every long day just to see him in the wee hours of the morning . And i love him enough to control myself and keep him perfect in all my memories of him . :x And i could turn this into a love story , a love that has never been , 你从未知道我曾那么爱你 ,


Suddenly - Ina
We make our pacts,
We're independant.
We dump our boyfriends,
And we do our hair anyway we would like.
We figured out , that we are attractive.

And we look around,
And now we loved to live the single life.
And then we tell ourselves we’ll never fall in love again.
But then he comes around and suddenly we understand,
That we’ve never really been in love before.

And suddenly you know what all the love songs that they write are all about,
And suddenly you dont care if its right or wrong as long as he’s around,
And suddenly the things that used to sound clishe are perfectly right in your eyes.
Perfectly right with this guy.

I know its weird,
But we are connected.
And in some strange and crazy way I think,
That we have always been.

And now he’s here,
And he says he loves me.
And it feels so right,
And I could feel so good that I cant sleep at night.

But I just told myself I will not fall in love again.
But he just came around and, yeah, he made me understand,
That I have never really been in love before.

And suddenly you know what all the love songs that they write are all about,
And suddenly you dont care if its right or wrong as long as he’s around,
And suddenly the things that used to sound clishe are perfectly right in my eyes.
Perfectly right when he’s here.

And yes,
I know you might get impatient.
But look around,
He might be walking right in front of you.

And if he touches you and you feel your skin is burning.
Kisses you and you feel your stomach turning,
He’s the one,
He is the one.

And suddenly you know what all the love songs that they write are all about,
And suddenly you dont care if its right or wrong as long as your baby’s around,
And suddenly the things that used to sound clishe are perfectly right in your ears.
Perfectly right when he’s there.
Perfectly right when he’s there.
Perfectly right with this guy there


Anyways , had my very first sleepover last weekend . With Amy over at my house on Saturday night . :D Dad was overseas . And it was fun ! (Y) Been to the playground first to play , first time exercising in the neighbourhood after a very long time . Basketball was epic fun , epic love . Haha . And i'll always remember that it was me who scored the first goal ! :D And i'll never forget that : Amy throw , miss the board completely , i throw , rebound back , my bro throw , flew over the board . LOL ! The difference in energy . :x Attempted to play crocodile at the playground too . But apparently 1 person become croc then forever croc ler . Hahaha . So it was pretty failed .

The best was the night at home . :D Despite the lack of a good appetite , Mum's food was finished . Then we played with poker cards . Started with lame games , like family , which , after you got the hang of it , you'll totally pwn the game . *winks* Then we played cheat . Epic cheat . Hahha :x To make the game more fun , we randomly took out a few cards and put in joker ( so , at some point of the game you DIE DIE must cheat :P ) At first it was going fine , then suddenly me and my bro realise Amy's gonna win ! And hell , no way are we gonna let THAT happen . So we started catching her cheats and gl-ing her . Hahaha . And was she despo ! LOL ! Got this time , she was going to cheat , then she said "1 J" but she threw the card which overflipped and TADA ! We saw a "3 Diamond" . LOL ! And many a times we were going to catch her cheats , then she was like super confident and said , " open la ! open la ! " but when we reach to open the cards she snatch away all the cards . Hahahhahaa . Win .

Shared a bed cause no one wanted to sleep on the top decker . Hardly any space for two person . LOL . And we ended up talking quite late so the next day when we went school for CIP was damn tired . Almost went to the wrong gate but HALLELUJAH ! Along came Kellie in the car and we car-ed to the hostel gate . ( YESH IT'S VEH FAR ... personally ? ) Designed bags that we were going to sell in the morning ( Raise funds for AWARE ) . Haha . I think mine look like some kindergarten drawings or sth . :x And Rousha who was with us kept complaining i was veh noisy . And she said something that my granny said often , that i look like an adult but acts like a kid . *POUTS*

After designing 5 bags each , we went off to sell them . Paired up with Rousha . Was going to MRT stations to sell at first but went off to the Church near school in the end . Unforgettable experience (L) We joined in the Mass . And it was so nice i had goosebumps all over . I like the part when the church choir sing , when the people prayed and thanked Jesus ( geez . am i qualified to say his name ? :x ) . But what i love most . Ishh the aura . ♥ And the people . (L) Hahahha . They are really really generous and left us with a feeling of infinity satisfactions of our final achievements . I love CIPs like these . Learn so much from it ! So much reflection too .




Anyways , met AliciaLim and Charmaine on Thurs afternoon too . (L) Ate together then shared a cup of Tutti Frutti . Heavenly :D GL them too with all the craps "psychological tests" and traded cold jokes . Then had htht with Alicia , while we walk along the road , while we waited at the bus stop under her condo . And for more than an hour , i told her about my past year , my life in RV , things that i never thought that i would say , that i never thought that i would admit . Some things that i wouldn't care less if the whole world spread rumors about , things that i'd only want my best friend to know . The truth . And at least , if i died one day , at least my best friend knows the truth .

Secondary school life ishh like so much more complicated than primary school life . And i would tell , anyone who bothers to listen , that i think my P6 year was the peak of my childhood . Where i discover everything and changes and grow up . From a child to ... a kid . Hahaha . Kidding . :) From a child to a teen . And i learnt from guys about guys and from girls , about life . And there ishh never a day in which i never miss my primary school friends , my primary school life . For i know , no matter how happy i am now , it's just never the same like before .

I love how childhood friends always could be there . How , it could NEVER be awkward even after meeting after a bloody long time . How , we could still high-five without feeling childish , and push each other around without feeling judged . Anyways , i just want my Th5 and all my other childhood friends to know that , as i declare my love for my other friends , deep inside i never forget ANY single one of you . In fact , truth be told , i'm more afraid that you wont remember me . :/

` Despite the Monday blues , i'm looking forward to Monday ! .... Morning ;X

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