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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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And you wish you have someone else's life ,
Thursday, October 6, 2011 | 9:39 PM



Featuring my best friend up there yo . Alicia . haha my little mermaid in K2 , how much you’ve grown yo . How much we’ve ALL grown . But thank god at the same time , we grew closer too . Totally love how we cans don’t meet up for so long and everything seems to remain the same . You still hit hard yo . :p Sorry I no time link all the photos into a story . I will when I finally have the time . Anticipate yo . Hahaha . And soon , we’ll celebrate our 10 years of knowing each other . Maybe should do something special . Even couples don’t last that long . :x ( omgomg . maybe we cans ask xiu zhen lao shi if we cans rent the kindergarten and have a sleepover there ! omgomg !! )

Anyways , she came my house on Children’s Day . A total last minute decision . And it started like ...(I THINK UHH)
Me : “Long time no talk uhh . Happy Children’s Day! :D”
Alicia : “HEYY! Want go cut hair with me?”
Me : “Huh ?? Now?”
Alicia : “YEAH!! you know where good?”
Me : “Aiya you cans go barber la!”
There . Somewhere along those lines and she ended up coming over to my house for de whole afternoon . Did like 10 Chemistry qns and camwhore until like 100+ pictures . Jerk . Flaunting her beautiful eyes . D: Everyone around me has nicer eyes than me . Haish . Dear Lord why make me a single eye-lid de . Even my brother has nicer eyes than me ! And he’s a guy ! He don’t need puppy dog eyes as much as I do ! Life ishh just so unfair . :/ We’re all fishes in the sea , but some belongs to the bottom of the food chain .

Exams are practically over . But why am I more stress than ever . Argh . A nicer word would be terrified , not stress . Idw get scolded during cca . Idw this feeling of fear for every tues and fri afternoon . And probably Saturday whole day too . It’s gonna be so hiong . okays . shouldn’t complain . :/ Damn damn . I wish someone would understand . and here goes me emo-ing . Sometimes we build up walls . Not to keep people out . But to see who cares enough to break them down



I don’t need gifts on every special occasions . I don’t need someone to drive me around . I don’t need someone to hit on me every time we meet . I don’t need someone to come telling me you miss me then purposely avoid me . I don’t need someone to tell me I’ve change when you’ve obviously stop trying to know me . I don’t need someone with that kind of attitude to tell me what’s my problem . I’m sorry you’re so bothered to see me so happy . Well it aint you , it’s just the things you do . If I’m being nice it’s just that I don’t wanna hurt you , if I’m not , you know you totally deserve it . And if you leave my life without a reason , don’t come back with an excuse . (:

Cause he made time for me everyday . Cause he made sure I don’t feel empty when he couldn’t be there . Cause he doesn’t get jealous over every little thing . Cause he let me have a say and be myself . Cause he cares and am proud of me and shows it . Cause he text me first and wait for me to pei him . Cause he send me long texts to tell me how much he loves me and not about what a bitch I am . Cause he tells me about himself , fit me into his everyday life , instead of looking for me only when he feels like it . Cause he showed me love in a way that I've never thought possible . Cause he was there when you weren’t . Cause .... he’s everything you are not :)

Last month text messages reached 7+k . On average , that’s like 200+ messages a day . Lawls . Break own record . It was 5+k a month last time . And my mum ask got so many things to say meh ? Well ... I guess so . :x Like how I manage to crap long posts every time I blogged . Lawls . o: been pretty tired lately but someone (L) kept making sure i'm so caught up with feeling loved and enjoying myself that i had no chance to emo and cry . LOL ! But they say it's the pain that makes you stronger so idk ishh that a good thing or a bad thing . Maybe i wanna stop being strong for a while and just let someone pamper me . O: But if i'm able to be this happy all the time , i wont complain . Idk what i'm trying to put across lately really . I just ... idk . Haish . Kept saying that recently . :/ Sometimes our vision clears only after our eyes are washed away with tears .


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