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Wednesday, May 11 5:22 PM


and we're dancing & it feels alright.

i wana dig out those old tunes once again.cos they were the ones who accompanied me when i embarked on this very new journey and took of the great challenge.and they reminded me of those significant events. my minds whirls with all sad songs.i can't control myself.the emotions are taking over me.i wish i never had entered the world of this hated word called 'education'.i am able to feel the anxiety within me.

i should not have uncertainties about my future as long as i have faith in God.i just can't control myself now.migration is the only thing which can satify my desire now.everything feels alright but its the inner emotion that's taking over you.where is holidays.

i cannot help feeling this way but i simply just hate school.just getting back a bunch of tests are a total suckfest. didn't i put in effort.it was sheer disappointment that pulled me down.what was the whole point of studying so hard week after week to have only you producing such slop standard results.the unrealistic and unbelieving results.

'expect the unexpected'. a voice kept telling me this throughout the day.it meant something.i just felt.the unexpected is the unknown.to me, i trust that the only way to walk a smooth journey is to have faith and trust God wholeheartedly.no one knows what my future is, only Him.my results will result in now, a little less outing these days and way less advantages and priviledges including my mtv mp3 upon passing my chinese.

smiles and laughted beamed
to have the sun caress the leaves
and the flowers frolick in the eaves

the things we take for granted ; we can sometimes lose.

that's one phrase everyone should take notice of. i have to go out one of these days.mummy's birthday is coming and i ought to get her a pressie after she recieving nothing from me on mothers' day. now, i am having this chugging feeling in my stomach that i need to be spending more time studying, less time going for outing, less time playing, less time surfing. but i think i can't do that. self-discipline takes a hard time to nurture in oneself.

english was rather fun today.as i said before, now, almost everybody is talking about service learning. mrs quah asked us to argue over the yes/no reasons of whether service learning should be made compulsory in schools using the dog & bone method. well, luckily, i din get picked to argue. only junrong's point was rather easy to argue on. i meant that point had the most oppositions to. i had this funny conversation with my brother last night on beach and bitch.

loved