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Sunday, February 12, 2006

went for a run and (as usual) was thinking of stuff.

seriously wna go overseas and study and i was almost kicking myself in the ass for not leaving singapore after the O levels, then i realised that life would have been so different if i had left.

1. i wouldn't have gone cj, where i enjoyed the best three months of my life. i still remember all the silly jokes justina told & all the dares from sy. miss my les-es, who i don't really talk to nowadays but really hope to meet up with soon.

2. i wouldn't be in ngee ann. i wouldn't have met ky, who should be honoured to suffer from an overdose of michiness. or dearest sammy who's always there for me, being the only devil that i so appreciate & run to whenever. haha, love scaring him with my tears. or ter, who always have to stand my nonsensical talking and complaining and whining, not forgetting all my pms-ing. and of cos my class, which really makes studying pretty fun at times.

so would being overseas make up for these wonderful people that i met? you can argue that i would have met a different bunch of people who would have brightened up my life too but then again, lets just call this FATE.

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& unit day was yesterday. spent a whole load of time chilling with my squadmates in the npcc room. it was damn fun catching up with my girls and for once, we had the most number of people returning. wells, kinda. so yays! (:

being in npcc was unforgettable. sure, i hate PT, drills, camps. always tried to pon cca. but if you asked me whether i regreted getting into npcc, the answer is no. why? cos my squadmates made everything bearable. i found so many true friends there that i still keep in contact with. six years of friendship! they might be all over the world but i still run to them whenever i have problems or if i just wna talk nonsense. no distance is gna keep us apart :)
LOVE YA ALL!

& of course, the usual at tau huay shop. we never fail to pay a visit there whenever we go back for npcc activities. be it unit day or farewell, no matter how late, no matter rain or shine. haha, it's a place where sec 4 squad 2003 can call their own. we own tau huay shop. haha.

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went my toufu's house after that. we lied on her bedroom floor and talked till she fell asleep. i slept for a while too and then we watched 3/4 an episode of condor heroes. i haven't been to her house for ages & i love her new renovated house. everything's so pretty there. it's so me, as in i would make my house look like that too.

met ky after that. went to watch cassanova, which is below my expectations really. then played arcade and he let me (no, made me) decide where to have dinner, so i choose crystal jade. the small dragon bun (xiao long bao, okay that was lame!) was nice. i like slurping the soup. went back to the arcade to play a little before i said i was tired and headed home.

been real tired recently. i need twelve hours of sleep nowadays. it's insane! i think im gna die soon. growing old way too fast :/

happy birthday grandpa! (: you're __ years old now. eh, i don't know how old my grandpa is. haha.

happy last day of cny! :) i ate so much yu sheng that i wna puke. damn. one year more, and yays! no more cny goodies, no more threats to my weight/waistline. totally glad. gotta get back in shape now :)


im beautifully broken,
and i don't mind if you know it,
cos you'd mend me.

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