When I saw this, I laughed, thought of Cheryl. Then guitar ensemble.

Still laughing.

And no wonder school sounded abit... different.

Ok, like real-.-

Totally hate it that school has reopened already. Didn't manage to finish my revision for today and there still maths tutorial that is not done, AQ overdued. Econs revision tmr which I am not looking forward to start on!

And here I am, bloghopping and online window shopping.

Should I skip school tmr?

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Hi. Am in school now sitting under LT2 surfing the net when i should be doing some revision especially since the person sitting opposite me is desperately doing her chemistry tutorial now but who cares really even if I don't get promoted just do it again lah!

I feel like what I have now, is less than what I started out with, which is virtually nothing.

It feels like the whole world had just taken a big step back.

Or was it me?

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Go Bac To the Pi.lypines Laaaaaaaah

WALAU! JUST SAW TWO THINGS ON ONE SITE THAT TOTALLY MADE MY STOMACH FLIP. UP AND SIDEWAYS.

-Runs to the toilet-

-Plays vomiting sound-

11:54:00 PM ·

Vroom Vroom Time Machine

Hi. Miss Neo pinglynn was 24 minutes late today. So I took the time to snap a photo of the nice peaceful place in Bedok Reservoir. Seems like a good place to stay but inconvenient.





Ghost ah!


"OMG DELETE!"

"WHY? QUITE CUTE WHAT!"

-Begins mad frenzy to snatch phone-
Really miss that I could behave so comfortably and not afraid of looking ugly around pinglynn.

Nostalgia, nostalgia.



My hair looks like its glowing! (Bimbo)


Guess where was this taken?



Yean's car can! OMG, since when become warehouse already? The Digital box upgrades. Now comes with packaging. Proper packaging.

EMO time.

Some things have really got me to connect with my raw emotions deep down. Like cheryl's email and what yanting said yesterday. Used to seem to be very harsh phrase now. Yes, so many used tos. Used to be so close, used to be so fun. Now everything feels different, same car, same person but it all felt so strange and faraway like I don't know it at all. It was inevitable that we've grown, we've changed and we've moved on with the rat race. However much I used to hate it, I really miss that childish little me who'd throw random tantrums, stomp my feet when I laugh, whine and cry, complain and be silly. I think the me now is boring. Mixed in with the whole mugger thing of Jc life. In the midst of growing up, I've lost myself. Learning to think, be sensible when I was aspiring to be guitar president. Now looking back, what a fucking joke. It was never in me to take on that title, never would be happy if even if I had taken on that title. Now I'd rather be the same old childish me and have half the fun I used to have.

As much as I've tried to ignore, to push into the back of my mind, these things just haunt me. Alot of things and people have changed, and I know it. How hard it is to turn back time and just be in that instance again. So many fond memories, so many times I'd forget everything and just laugh my heart out, that I would want to keep with me. But the rush rush rush that breathes down our neck deprives us of the chance to even stop and breathe, much less think. Remind me again, why are we rushing through the best part of our lives? For that cert? That cert that practically everyone will have at the end of the day? That cert which would hardly get you a job of your choice.

And now think, so many of us have grown up and moved on to take on different challenges in life. Some changed for the better, some settled for less. How many still remember? How many still feels the same to you? And how many left will withstand the cruel test of time?

"The only thing constant is change."

I think we all know it. Things happen. Things change. And some will never be the same again. That makes me feel very uncomfortable. What ever happened that made today so wrong?

It's as though I'm going to be facing promos all by myself. The people who used to stand by each other with comapssion and encouragement have all faded away slowly, one by one, eaten up by society and the different paths.

To be real honest, I don't like it with the class and all now. Having step in to this place fully geared up with amour and shields, I would have expected this. You can't make real friends if you are not real to begin with. There's always this invisible barrier of fear. Fear of not being accepted for who I really am, and fear of losing again.

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McDonalds studying 3 days in a row!



Vrooom Vroooom F1 car.





Hmm, yeah.

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