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yours truly.
mich.
20 dec 1986
some normal girl.

wishing for.

psp slim red.
 new laptop.
 WII
creative zen 16GB.
 more overseas trips.
sony cybershot T200 red.
nintendo DS lite red.

the buds.

alvin foong.
chel.
dione.
fel.
gabby.
hidayat.
jasmin.
jojo.
joanne.
jolynn.
jo lye.
kooch.
lar-leng.
lisa.
meiqing.
mich ong.
pauline.
rachel.
qixiang.
sooeng.
sweehai.
syl.
weirdy zhiyong.
wenli.
xinyi.

pour out your woes.


some other links.
my friendster.
multiply photos.
photobucket.
xia xue.

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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

suddenly thought about the past.. my pri sch life... then my sec sch life... Everything changed so drastically.. flipped my things in the boxes of memory. Looked at photos.. Remembered 2 great teachers who changed my life.. Ms Huang in pri sch who kind of changed my perception of Chinese.. making me like chinese. Mrs Ram(Formerly Ms Rajes) who's my form teacher for 2 yrs. Made me into a prefect. cares so much for the whole class. Never fails to defend us when something goes wrong. The band times when i used to skip band. Times when the Bpians and TWhyeans are close. The marching under whole sun times. Pri sch when i used to chase guys and hit them for trying to be funny. Prom night photos. The last night where the whole of Sec 4 & 5 gather for the last time. How i quarrelled with SF and K over silly things. 4beez. Class Tee. All these things that make me miss the past. The innocent times when i dont have to think so much. But all's past and people can only look forward to the future.

Now my life is so complicated now. Does growing up really matters so much. Why do we learned about so much after we grow up ? So much troubles.. So much things to do yet so little time to do. I realised that my blog entries are getting more n more farked up and what reason ? I already have no idea what to write. No idea what's my life is anymore...

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