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Feb 10, 2012:After a while..




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WooHh~


Dear diary,, Fri-dayy *1oo212*.



Fabricated February. ♥
Friday.
So I see it's been a while since I last posted.. =/
I bet I'm gonna regret not posting because I tend to trace back my history.


Can't remember shit these days & my brain cells are dying. Trolololol!
I'm beginning to stutter a lot.. diction's going haywire & I've been doing weird things.
Just the other day I bought 2 bottles of drinks thinking I haven't bought any & might need it.
Earlier this afternoon I threw away a fruit knife into the bin after cutting up some oranges.





You won't understand.. my best friend makes a joke of it..
Frankly I'm scared.
Because I honestly.. I swear to God.. I think that something's wrong with me.
& I have no idea what I'm to do.


o6o212: Last day of school! A day of wacky fun with Nisa & Yaya~
Pissed off with Nenie not recognizing our efforts but happy I got to play with the DSLR!




Yaya & Nisa




Sarah & Nisa




Sad though.. he'd give me that look of resentment. He has no idea how his actions affect me.
#Fact: He'll never forgive me. #Fact: We'll never really be friends.
#Fact: I want to be his friend. #Fact: I can cry on this.
#Fact: You'll see a whole lot less of me soon so I guess.. be happy Sweet kid.






o7o212: Dinner with Yaya~
She was from Bugis. I was from home & met up with her at Lot1.
The poor girl is becoming like me. So careless.. she lost her ezlink at the park.
Then when she got home she told me someone stole her wallet in the MRT.


I know the heavy feeling.
Like I wanna do something. Get the things back.
But it's too late.
Now I'm saving up all my money to replace the things without worrying the elders.


o9o21o: Badminton!
I suck.. & I'm scared of playing with the rest of 'em kids because I suck.
Actually I almost did when Nash asked me one time but then I missed the timing. LOL!
So there was me, Yaya, Nash, An & Yat at Senja-Cashew CC badminton hall.




Played a game with Suriah before we left &
gave myself solitary confinement to finish up my Cover Letter & Resume for internship.
l really want this job. Lucas films "Jedi Master's; The Force".
I've always wondered about the magic behind productions.




Seriously need to head over to Zana Baby J's house today & get my drawings scanned.
Meeting Serence d'Cotta on Monday to get her to give me the "ok-go" my documents.
Gotta be sure to print out my School transcripts & grades from last semester.
After that, meet up with my group for the CME top5 team presentation thingy.









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