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Smile, and the whole world smiles with you.
To my dear kayotiq darling, I'm sorry I've been a terrible person lately. Things haven't been working around to my advantage at all, and you've been at target range of verbal attacks and awkward silences. Yet, you're still 'standing by me'. I thank you for that, and loving you all the same. *Nauseating suffocating hug*. Smile, because not only you have me, but also a 2.5+kg worth of colour pencils coming your way from God-knows-which-country from your ever so sweet newfound graffiti friend. *hehehik*
Looking back at 2007 as of now, thoughts come flooding since the events of Day 1. Maybe i'll blog these events as figments of my memory soon. People come and go. Or do they? Never. For they will forever have a place in my thoughts and hearts. Blessed I am to have friends that care and most importantly, a long-lasting relationship.
Nevertheless today's a new day. Another step, another phase in my life, just like the first day in kindergarten where I remembered bawling for dad, or first day of primary school where the whole class was so quiet. Or the first day in ACS(I) where things were pompously grand, or the first day in NJ where I arrived early flanked by my close peeps. I was sent off by my dad and me matey (he who sent a surprise package as well) to Tekong, a harrowing experience.
I remember first days very well. Today will be no exception. A new chapter. Anxiously anticipating, an alien environment, yet comfortingly familiar. I'll be flanked by close peeps yet again, though not necessarily the same ones few years back but still. Deja vu all over again.
Now what should I wear? They say you'll stand out in NUS if you actually put in effort in your grooming. Tsk Tsk. Those muggers.
Matbloodz. The Narcissist.
To my dear kayotiq darling, I'm sorry I've been a terrible person lately. Things haven't been working around to my advantage at all, and you've been at target range of verbal attacks and awkward silences. Yet, you're still 'standing by me'. I thank you for that, and loving you all the same. *Nauseating suffocating hug*. Smile, because not only you have me, but also a 2.5+kg worth of colour pencils coming your way from God-knows-which-country from your ever so sweet newfound graffiti friend. *hehehik*
Looking back at 2007 as of now, thoughts come flooding since the events of Day 1. Maybe i'll blog these events as figments of my memory soon. People come and go. Or do they? Never. For they will forever have a place in my thoughts and hearts. Blessed I am to have friends that care and most importantly, a long-lasting relationship.
Nevertheless today's a new day. Another step, another phase in my life, just like the first day in kindergarten where I remembered bawling for dad, or first day of primary school where the whole class was so quiet. Or the first day in ACS(I) where things were pompously grand, or the first day in NJ where I arrived early flanked by my close peeps. I was sent off by my dad and me matey (he who sent a surprise package as well) to Tekong, a harrowing experience.
I remember first days very well. Today will be no exception. A new chapter. Anxiously anticipating, an alien environment, yet comfortingly familiar. I'll be flanked by close peeps yet again, though not necessarily the same ones few years back but still. Deja vu all over again.
Now what should I wear? They say you'll stand out in NUS if you actually put in effort in your grooming. Tsk Tsk. Those muggers.
Matbloodz. The Narcissist.
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