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.opalescent.
me.myself.me
love
my life.
my world. my thoughts.
my wishes. my hopes. my dreams.
my love.
ser xing.
13/8/1988<.br>
ajc.
_tumbling into her thoughts.
drowning her tears in a bottomless cup of coffee.
memories are all tied in knots.
who is going to save her._
maple leaves.
boxes.
pigs.
link.linkie.link
.past.
[x]weini.
[x]qinghao.
[x]alison.
[x]edwin.
[x]sandy.
[x]yee shian.
[x]kang wei.
[x]yee wen.
[x]pei jun.
[x]celeste.
[x]khee onn.
[x]mei yi.
[x]evon.
[x]xue ting.
[x]asmond.
[x]kok wei.
[x]daniel.
[x]ser chuan.
[x]jason.
[x]joyce.
[x]yi wen.
[x]yong chuen.
[x]jenna.
[x]lucia.
[x]oli.
[x]sarah.
[x]yao hui.
[x]jie sin.
[x]kang li.
[x]pei qi.
[x]wei fang.
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tag.tag.taggie.
.life.story.
Saturday, January 29, 2005
to tell the truth i freaking miss bp. i freaking miss all the ppl. i freaking hate travelling so far every single day. i even miss lot 1. i miss the familiar sight of white blouses and maroon skirts and white stripes at the pocket of shirts and blouses. i miss taking 300 to sch every morning. i miss seeing ppl i noe at cck interchange every morning. i miss the stink of the 402 cabin classroom. yes sa is nice. sa is fun. sa is enthu. but sa is not bp. even though the ppl are more enthu and watever than in bp, i love bp. and i realize now tt maybe..i wanna get into a sch with a lot of bpians. cos only then do i feel tt i belong. only then do i feel tt hey im not alone. only then do i not think of going home. for the first time in my life im dying to go home so much. i'm sick and tired of waking up at 5.30am every morning and reaching home 12 hrs or more later. yeah i noe i chose sa. and im not saying sa sucks, i dun hate sa. but im juz tired. carrying on like this for the past 4 days is taking its toll on mi. im tired. i didnt particularly love the weekends when i was still in bp. maybe cos there's st john on sat. but i dun feel particularly happy when weekends are approaching. but now i do. cos tts when i can take a break. shit. im whining abt all this when i chose it. but well. watever.
ostensibly ephemerally tainted.
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