my super short hair cut. think i was in sec3. yeah. sec3
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think tts me when i was in sec3 too. lol.
those were the days.
when i was in sec4, i think.
i remember when i take this! WHEN I WENT BACK TO TAKE MY O's RESULTS. LOL. i love this pic!
when i was in either sec3/sec4.
1 year back.
year 2007
indeed, there are so many changes in everyone of us. be it our looks or our characters or our attitude. those memories are still inside my heart.
i remember those days when ves wore the same shirt. i remember those days when we girls went out to hunt for handsomes in singapore. i remember those little conflicts among us. and most importantly, i remember what and who made us so close, even up till now.
i remember those days in sec4, when we planned to skip school together just to play with hushy. lol. i remembered that day at bugis when we drank and i almost fell. i was NOT drunk that day. i just missed my fucking step. i remember the day when i applied the medicated oil too near to feli's eyes.
many many many more. so much to say. all i want to say is that, THANKS FOR BRINGING LAUGHTER INTO MY WORLD. WITHOUT YOU GIRLS, I DONT THINK I AM AS HAPPY AS NOW.
BIG AUNT is here. and my mood is so ffucking not good now. kinda depress. dunno why. work nowadays are okay. time passed kinda fast. i am still trying hard to love this job. lol. oh yeah. today when i worked. i thought about the sec school's life. when we girls always zzz in the com lab. and i almost fell asleep while checking my work.
oh ya. i feel like going to the library and borrow some books. LOL. I WANNA BORROW BOOKS. see that? lol.
wooo. 2 more days to our 2nd month anniversary. *HUGS CUTE BF! cant wait. lol. looking forward to spend many many aniversaries with my one and only CUTE bf. HUGSrealise i am getting paranoid/sensitive once again. well. maybe its true. the more i love. the more i think. but the feeling really sucks when i think/suspect/feel so much. sigh.
is it really because of the past that makes me what i am now? or i make myself who i am. i wanna let go and forget about the past. i dont want to let go but not forgetting the past or i forget about the past but not letting it go. get what i mean? sometimes, it seems to be like a mentally and emotionally war in me. just wanna bang my fucking head at the fucking wall at times. lol. to get rid of those bloody damn bad experience!
