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Everybody's gonna have a good time
Don't mention no stress right here

Kristine
Holds the key to her future, is that the key to truth?
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Shall take ourselves to a level higher. Just because we can. We shall always be happy and do whatever we want so that we would leave this world with no regrets. This is our life to live and we should answer to no one else but ourselves. We owe our lives to no one.

To speak about freedom, but not being sure if we can achieve that. But we try. I never mentioned how we should all take risks, but only calculated ones. Never do something that your conscience can't live by, you don't want to face sleepless nights.

The pursuit of happiness might not be with anyone else. The pursuit of happiness can be attained by walking the road alone. There are reasons why you remain alone, but many don't understand why you choose to be alone - they can't see why you're perfectly lonely.



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Sunday, November 02, 2008
We'll have another chance

I didn't want to come up here and then blog about stupid things.
But since I chanced upon my brother's laptop... Ugh, I'll blog. I'm feeling really low and tomorrow is AssAss paper.

Getting an A1 for combined humanities feels like honour? I don'tknw, feels like it for me, since I only passed SS this midyear. It has been a long way, a long long way. These 4 years just passed by like within a blink of an eye. Too fast, way too fast, I'm here clinging onto the happiness, the memories, the lame things that happened these past years.

Kinda... I kinda feel lost.

In need of finding my orientation in life. Feeling so out of place. Was really pressurised at the first paper of the Os .. That is the Chemistry one. Then started to talk myself out of it. It's not like I didn't put in effort in my work. Not that I didn't work hard. Not that I was dumb. Sometimes its just whether everything gels tgt and ends up a beautiful picture. Ugh, what am I saying? Trying to say like, despite hardwork, its the timing, the luck and all the other factors that plays a part too, since I've done my part.

I'll be happy with my results, (I hope that is ..)

&my mom said that I can go to SAJC. I don't knw why But my dad disapproves of it. I'm like a headless ghost (oh ya, halloween just passed) .. Went to train table tennis today. Seems like 2 months of abstinence of trng sure did pay off. I couldn't play like no shit. You won't understand it yea, I mean you always think that my trainings were a waste of time. Yea yea whatever. some how I want to spite you, and hope that when I can't enter VJC due to my marks. But then if I had table tennis with me, then my appeal would be successful, then I'll see what you have to say please. Ugh.

Okay, no revenge, be good.

^.^ welcome to the serious world.. No more Don and Drew in the afternoons?! no more pranks. Ugh. Bye

Ariel the hamster, the one that's super scared of the snake : Ugh, I shall bring you one really soon, promises. Never were my promises so prompt? Prompt or punctual? or what word is that? Yes, we're buying the watch, I want the red or the black,

Money money money, where do I go get some?
Steal, rob or headbutt.. ? Head butt??
Yikes, must hurt, I don't have copper head, if I had copper head, I would be BALD. I don't want to be bald. I love my little wispy hair.

Huh, Anw, I have to go and continue with my ss ... And goodbye to my loveeeeeee. ?! Love? Ugh, Im typing incoherently. Excuse me. Oh no, just give me a beeeeeeeeeeeeg hug and say you'll leave. They always leave in the end. No reason to make them stay.

Excuse me, I'm tired of living.
Excuse me, excuse me for giving you so many excuses
Excuse me, I'm not being Emo.

I don't see a point to prove my worth in the form of the minimum points.

I don't see the point in doing anything.
I just want the days to pass like I never exist.
I just need a little more luck than a little bit, and not me alone.
This city's made us Crazy
And we must get out