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Saturday, February 9, 2008 | 7:51 PM
got postcards from my former selves saying:
i'm practised in the art of ignoring people.


just like what we used to do
before our busy lives took hold.
actually i'm really rather pleasantly surprised that you all still remember all the random immature stuff we did/talked about in the last few years:D
i know i know. besties from young, bff! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D
prankcalling! zomg, 'you stole my boyfriend!' 'you've won fifty packs of sanity packs'
-insert snoring here- :D :D :D :D
anywayright, i srsly think that i've eaten too much these few days. ):
as in, seriously too much okay! D:
the past few days of new year lah. ):
at least we're going to run next sunday. D:
let's not dwell on unhappy stuff:D
i learnt how to play the flute yesterday! SO COOL RIGHT:O
lolum, actually i only learnt the basic notes, but IT'S STILL SUPER COOL.
except for the part when your fingers start craming.
shou zu is freaking cliche lah. D:
zomg, it's going to be another year.
bai nian-ed at jo's house today:D
ATE A LOT. D:
a super super super lot!
as shown below:

AND NOT JUST THAT! there was another pizza, and seaweed chicken things. AND MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE MORE D: gah.
kaiyi is way addicted to maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa -pause- jong. :D
zomg, personality tests are fun okaye xD
i just learnt that:
(1)people see me as a squirrel.
(2)i think i'm a deer.
(3)i'm really a tiger inside.
(MAJOR SPLIT PERSONALITIES LAH OKAY)
(4)i'm outgoing.
(5)i'll have fifty relationships.
(6)i'll have fifty children.

there's much more but i can't rememer anything. D:
eh, the violent game thing is fun lah. BD
I OWNED PEOPLE A FEW TIMES OKAY. xD
with the bruce lee lookalike and his identical disciple. both of whom i seem to have a strange affinity with. D:

aiyah aiyah, see what too much mugging leaves you with. you start relating everything you read to the school. D: blargh, sorry for the communist post :X okay i know. it's er, lacking in mature thought but nevermind. i alr stated it's for fun! Dx


"I spent my childhood racing toward the future, hurrying to be an adult, and was always daydreaming about what i would do when i was older. From the moment i could read and write, i preferred books with substantial amounts of words to picture books. I was also impatient in every other way: when i had a sweet, i would never suck it, but bit into it and chewed it at once. I even chewed my cough lozenges."

(i thought cough lozenges were sweets because they looked like sweets)
anyway, that was a passage that i found er, interesting. guess it reminds me of myself when i was younger. i couldn't wait to grow up.
now it's the other way around: i'd rather have time work backwords, or maybe just linger on some of the happier things. unfortunately i guess that we can't have selective experiences.

but then again, having that wouldn't be much of a blessing: without bitterness we wouldn't learn to cherish all that is sweet.
and i guess that since i haven't gone through real misfortune, (like say what children in third world countries are experiencing) i don't know how to really appreciate what i have in this world, what i have now and have had, and probably will have.
maybe i'll learn this in time to come.


NOT EMO! D:
will be spending tmr mugging, sadly. ):

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