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Y .Wednesday, August 10, 2005.

Hmmm. I dun noe wat i'm thinking now ar. haish. I'm tearing. i dun noe y. hmmm. somehow.. these few daes like lotsa things happen to make mi feel so pessi abt this world. haish..

It realli hurts mi to see her cry. i guess tt's what friends are for. ysd when i was telling may abt FRIENDS. kinda feel tat.. I dun realli trust ppl easily ar. like.. yar.. some things.. i will sae. but nt everything. Sumhow i feel that besides may and hweeteng..oso quite hard for mi to trust anyone ar. Tho in JC, have fishing gang.. and now poly.. hmmm. I can sae that no one realli understands mi bah. hmmm. i wun sae that i understand anyone lar. hmmm. but like.. i feel that.. it's nt the real me. hmmm. i dun noe.. hmmm.. i'm nt saying i'm a fako. jus that... i'm being the me.. but nt as LET go as the ME. aiya.. haish.. U can see the big diff of mi, at home, at swens,at sch.. I would sae.. the mi at work and at home is happier. cos everyone noes the real mi. no pretense. I would sae.. tho working is so tiring and all ar.. and the pay suX.. but.. realli.. when i work, idun think so much.. cos work veri long le.. ppl there noe the real craZy mi... hmmm.

Amy li hai sia.. she realli make mi understand how guys think.

was talking to sharon. lots of things flashed back. Hmmm. From the dae i get back my promo results. i noe some ppl will nv understand y ppl cry becos of results. i'm a water tap. i cry over everything ok? and it's my studies. crying isn't a big issue to mi..i guess i'll nv forget the dae i take back my results. if nv rem the date wrongly, it's 1st nov. Hmmm. I rem crying right from morning.when we get back our paper.s hmmm. since mroning assembly. ms oh came to talk to mi. hmmm. den cry cry cry... till recess still cry. and till 3 pm or.. think so lar. they separate us into ppl hu retain, and those hu can retest. hmmm. tt was when i cried the most. i can't realli take the failure ar. cannt realli accept it. hmmm.. it's like studying so hard. for nth. like realli =S... hmmm. i was so touched my mr lim, ms oh they all.. for all the emotional support they gave. i was reallli veri touched when mr lim cam e to fnd mi to talk to mi the next dae. although he adivse mi to go poly. he said that he will hate to see mi go. hmmm. cos he lose a chem rep. i realli cried and cried lo. and KCS oso.. hmmm. i realli love all these teachers. without the, life in PJ wun be os wonderful. mr lim din even scold mi for the badly done paper. nt even one word. instead.. he tried so hard to add marks for mi. i'll nv forget how much all these teachers tried to help mi lo. hmmm. I realli miss lsns at PJ ar. even the lecture hall. hmmm. i miss the netbal court. i miss our class room. i miss everywhere, the bball. the tennis court. hmm these are the places of memories. hmm.Memories.. i miss wearing the uniform to school. i miss taking train the direction to jurong east instead of marina bay.i'm nt saying poly is nt gd. i dun regret my decision. jus that.. i wished that i had made it thru. hmmm. I wish i wish.. hmmm. Poly is gd too lar.nv regret. hmmm. i'm teary.. nt sad. but jus.. feel like crying. hmm



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