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Tuesday, May 02, 2006

dont you just wished that you could grow up faster, get your own house and live your own life,
7 years ago, my dad was nagging me about my piano lessons,
7 years after, he's still at it.
creepy how people never fail to say the SAME, OLD thing.

i grew TANNER. if it mattered to anyone. (:
sch's now better. ive met better people, and its quite bearable i guess.
cos i got people to msg and keep me SANE when im not. hahahaha.
and ive met this girl called hairin, she's quite cool.
i hope nothing goes bad.
she was from cj, hockey.
yea. and we went running during our break at the stadium on friday.
at like 12 pm! noon time. my mom almost killed me.
i ran like 5 rounds! after aeons of slacking and the layers of lipids!
NOT BAD. NOT BAD NOT BAD. (:
so anyway, it was cool.

i felt so alive, like loosing netball in my life, its like half my heart died or smth.
no netball during break, no netball after sch, no sprinting, no dodging, no crapping, no shooting. no throwing of BALLS. i miss running till my shoe spoils and tears apart.
i miss playing with my socks until there's holes in it.
i miss running in those socks.
i miss coming to sch with perfect color combi's of socks with yuyu. ):
i miss getting caught for my ultra perfect material socks.
i miss getting hot and sweaty and wet cos we perspire so much.
i miss shouting with esther and yuyu.
AIYA. those were the good old days.
with our ugly hair. (: and my messy uniforms, and yuyu's ahlian ears and forever sprained ankle. and esther's GUAI KIA SOCKS and damn long skirt.
THOSE WERE THE DAYS.

so i hope that i can take up tennis or some game, once i finish my grade 8.
i wanna do other sports, but MY SCH HAS NO CCA.
and my only days free are sat. but that's when i have piano.
SIAN. i dont wanna become some fat potato, so much stored up carbo!

anyway, after worship meet yesterday,
we WALKED at high speed to bedok corner. and all of them left ready!
):
then me mossy and danielle, had to go look for them at coldstorage, where they were making use of the a i r corn. -.-

MOSSY THE TAUPOK is, as bentheMAN calls him, a PUNGSAI KIA. (:


anyway anyway,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY BENthePRETTYboy of a MAN. (:


dont cha just love the hols>




1:47 AM


im done