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Sunday, October 08, 2006
Some tried hard to make life so perfect.
A life where most will envy and wish for the same.
I'm tired doing it so.
Now, i yearn for a simple one.
I wish the clique will stay till the day we die.
Which is always difficult after you finish ur education.
Probably one or two would stay.
Hard to say isn't it?
But hack whats gonna happen in future.
I'm just gonna treasure what i have now.
Because i realise.
We lose what we have now all the time.
I'm gonnaa miss the times with kelly two, leisha and juliet.
Really, i had so much happy memories with them.
And i just wish to have more.
I still wish to see you guys around in school.
(not that im cursing you guys to fail ur O's la)
Stop and chat for awhile during recuess.
Do all sort of crazy stuff during netball training.
Complaning to each other how tiring art is.
Seeing kelly's "cool cool" style.
Sharing with leisha our stories.
Crap with juliet like there's no forever.
I will miss you guys alot.
And esp leisha, cause i know you since i was in primary school.
I really cant bear to see you all leave!!
Oh and that irritating gough.
Plus up, sheryl pan and all.
Stilll, remember those care-free days when i was in sec one.
Now, im not gonnaa see you guys anymore in school.
I wish we will still stay in contact.
Its my first time having so many friends leaving school.
Its hard.
I don't know.
Mixed feeling.
All memories will be kept;
in my diary.
{/2:15 AM}
count on it .