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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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dont change ,
Saturday, August 6, 2011 | 11:00 PM



And since the last time i've posted , something biggie has happened . :x And i've finally got the courage to give my number to him . That guy on the bus . And he turned out to be better than i expected . And he's not the heys-i'm-better-than-you type , nor the i-dont-care-about-the-rest-of-the-world type , nor ishh he the i-wont-text-you-till-you-text-me type nor the i-know-look-good-and-i-deserve-better type , and thank all the Gods above that he's the way he ishh , cute , good-looking , sweet , honest .... But we both agreed that his best assets are his eyes . Those eyes that will Fang dian you know . (L) Please dont let anyone take him away . :/

Classes were fun recently . :D New chemistry teacher for the term , Ms Wong , was entertaining personally . At least she ishh modern enough to make funny enough jokes . Not like the stupid RVLit teacher , who now have no patience at all and scold us for every little action we took . Like the other day , he said keep everything and take out the worksheet he given . Then apparently no one listen . So he scolded us and wait till everyone kept their stuffs . But only Rousha took out his worksheet . Then that teacher suddenly shout at her to keep her stuffs and when she tried to explain that it's his stupid worksheet he just shout what he dont care , keep it ! *roll eyes*

Oh and apparently , he asked us keep his worksheet properly , i took out a bright orange file to keep his bloody worksheet and he maybe he's allergic to orange or sth cause he shout at me to keep my stuffs . Hahah . But i think Jiahui's case most epic . WHATEVER she do , he will stare , say some craps , repeat random craps , then at Jiahui's expressionless face , SCREAM ! Hahahahha ! ( Yesh , yours truly really laughed out loud . :P .... and tio stare . LOL ! ) She take calculator , he scold , got notebook on table , tio scold agains , touch pencil case , scold scold scold . LOL ! And explanations were forbidden in his classes . SPLENDID .

And they ask why Singaporeans students dont know how to express themselves ? Well , truth be told , we're not afraid to make mistakes , we're just getting sick of getting scolded over and over agains . Scold once , yeah i totally deserve it , scold twice , i never try hard enough , scold thrice , goodness ! what do you want ! D: ! And so , how would you like it if your thoughts get suppressed ? (: .... Anyways , as i was saying , about Ms Wong . Hahhaa. Very GL in her class recently . :x And .... I keep having the feel like i'm the joy of the class ! :D .... Okays actually all i do ishh irritate whoever i cans find . :x

Anyways currently doing CID project , seems easier when Ngoc Tam was there guiding me in school . Haish . Bimbo jiu shi bimbo cant be helped . :x School celebrating national day two days later . First time for me in RV. Representing RVCB Percussion in front of the whole school . So scared i might screw up . And now i know how Sarah felt last time playing the cymbals . ... If i "choke" ( on the cymbals ) on the actual day i think i'll be scarred for life . :/


"Halo - Beyoncé"
Remember those walls I built
Well, baby they're tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make up a sound

I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now

It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm takin'
I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace

You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light

I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
To pull me back to the ground again

Feels like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
The risk that I'm takin'
I'm never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace

You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo

I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
I can feel your halo halo halo
I can see your halo halo halo
Halo, halo

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