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Monday, January 16, 2006

Had my last Apel lesson of my poly life today. When we entered the classroom, CP wrote a question on the white board. It's not unfamiliar but always nv fail to make my mind think.

"What would you do, if you have only 24hrs left?"

I think my only regret is............................ =]

The thought of missing Apel lesson never once crossed my mind. But today i felt damn emo though only i know. Hahaaaa...

Purposely took exceptionally long to reach home for i needed some time alone. I feel blessed and fortunate.
Just last saturday, my aunt bought food for me and passed to my cousin to pass to me cos she knows i wanna save money and always skip my lunch. Then my grandpa knew how serious my gastric pain can get when he saw it for himself and requested the chinese sinseh he goes to, to get medicine for me. Then my another aunt gave me lotsa ear-rings which she had been keeping dearly. My uncle wanna buy me a Coach bag for chinese new year for he says he likes me alot..hahaha(of cos i didn't want...so ex u noe!)
I've been given all that i had wanted and more than i can ask for since young...My aunts and uncles like and dotes on me alot. They will always buy me something whenever they fly overseas. My uncle brings me along when he goes pat tor-ing with his then-gf who's now his wife.
Deep down, I know i'm a very lucky child. But why do these eyes of mine cry?

i hate to cry...and i hate it more to cry in front of people but i cry real easily...I thought that by discarding that thing away, i'll free myself frm drowning. It seemed otherwise,though.

Whatever it is, my mood had been fluctuating quite a lot recently. However one thing which for sure will not change is how lost and living-in-the-world-of-my-own look when i'm alone in sch.<---- quite a handful of friends told me that's how i look.

Nearly missed a bus. Ran and chase the bus just like how often i did back in sec sch days and knocked on the door, trying to catch the bus-driver's attention. Hahhaa when he opened the door, the uncle was sooo cute! His hands in the salute position and apologising" Dui bu qi, wo mei you kan dao ni." Thanks uncle, for brightening up my late afternoon though u may not know it =]

posted @ Monday, January 16, 2006

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