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Friday, May 26, 2006 ♥
Last footprint@3:38 AM

Dear diary,
I'm falling in love..


the following post will not make much sense, due to being posted in a state of fatigue.

when i was just a little girl, i asked my mother my
mother asked me
, "what will
i you be?"


at one,
i was just a little girl.

at two,
i grew and became less little.

at four,
i attended nursery school and had biscuits for 'recess'.

at five or six,
i forgot my school bag and hopped into the school bus after kindergarten school.

at seven,
i wet my skirt during civics and moral lesson.
i started making blue my favourite colour because it was my form teacher's.
i disliked this girl so much i made her cry. (just because i was her group leader and i refused to collect her flimsy purple plastic file.)

at eight,
i was in primary two.
my class photo was taken by the pond in the ecogarden, then.

at nine,
i became a prefect.
i got full marks in maths mcq and the class smartest girl sucked up to me for a day.

at ten,
i became a senior prefect.
i got freaking fat. not too fat.
well, still, i was freaking fat.
i was so mesmerised by the beautiful paintings and murals around the school.
esp those near the toilets.

at eleven,
i tink sabrina got striped off her title as a prefect. (wait, did she even get through the second year? dubious.. )
i became lanky :X
and was less fat.
i was still a senior prefect.
i sabotaged the drama club's performance on Founders' Day by thinking that i was unimportant and not needed.

at twelve,
my best friend rachel had my hair snipped off at an unequal length in her humble home.
psle was a matter of life and death.
i proceeded to Temasek Secondary School with my measely PSLE T-score.
and i graduated as a senior senior senior prefect of SHPS.

at thirteen,
i became the class manager because i got sabotaged by people i haven't made friends with.
people started hating me in school.
i got stuck to sabrina ng huay min for the first three months.
and we combed tampines mall after sch daily. we knew everything abt tm.
i started getting so close to this girl, who has her face shaped like an egg/mango, in my class, despite the fact that we had pretty bad first impressions of each other.
we were then known as the inseparable 'twins'.
i got my first boyfriend.
i began to think that my first boyfriend will eventually be my husband.
i sank into a bottomless pit called love. (that's blindness, for you.)

at forteen,
i begged miss tang so hard just to allow me to step down as the class manager.
officially, a sports captain i became.
i did countless TAF duties alone during recess. those jumping jacks.
and i never did remember ever seeing reza by my side during TAF duties.
i mugged.
i skipped netball trainings ever so often and got into a great deal of trouble.
joined chess club for idunnowhat reason. and quit after a coupla sessions.
i continued mugging.
and made it to the triple science class.
i was still with my first boyfriend.

at fifteen,
i was gawked by the fact that they threw me into a rojak class.
i first spoke to my dearest vicki cause' she was seated next to me and unfortunately/fortunately, i needed the correction tape :X how loser-ish i was..
formed the jie mei dang with another person.
for the first time in my entire life, ive had my long hair cut. superbly short. i thought i'llbecome a boy.
i had to force myself to pin my awful hair with skinny hairpins.
i failed physics biology amaths so often in class tests.
but managed to scrape through the final year exams.
still, the first boyfriend still existed.

at sixteen,
i told myself i had to start studying for the o levels.
started off my chinese notebook by writing "A1, here i come! (in chinese)" on the cover page. how corny.
had amaths tuition.
i was backstabbed by a friend.
i witnessed the disband of jie mei dang.

i had to tolerate the nonsense my tutor gives me every week.
mugged. studied. mugged. and studied somemore. and even more.
got miss yati to help pull me through my overall cca grade.
i was a super senior, sports captain.
i had prelims for the second time in life.
my first boyfriend became my first enemy. and stopped being my boyfriend.
i realised that love is all crap.
i was pissed for the longest time throughout my entire lifespan.
i loathe him so much.
and lost all confidence in the male species.
love is just bullsh*t in terms of bgr.
i got myself back together.
o levels.
graduation night.
graduated.
on the last day of 2005, my first enemy asked if he could return to my life as my first boyfriend. you wish.
i still couldnt get him off my puny head.

at seventeen,
the first boyfriend cum enemy was all forgotten gradually.
i grew oblivious to his existence.
tjc for first three months.
08/06 . touch rugby.
i enjoyed life all over again.
o level results. cried.
posting. cried again.
innova jc.
tampines jc.
ive decided to let the first boyfriend remain as a history.
and thought of not having anymore boyfriends.
lol.
im not a councillor, not a subject rep, not in the class committee.
im just a plain normal student in 06S07 rockclimbing club.
i sleep for barely 4 hours every school day.
i wasted all my time doing stupid things like blogging.
at this tender age, i could well read the time off the clock. it says '3:37AM'. and i wonder what am i doing to deprive myself of my sleep.


i wasted too much time doing stupid things. time on the first boyfriend. time on skipping netball. time on stoning. time on tving. time on having too much fun.


good morning.

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