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The more of this or less of this or is there any difference
Or are we just holding onto the things we don't have anymore.
Sometimes time doesn't heal
Just stand still while we fall
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Saturday, January 26, 2008, 00:30


I so need retail therapy! O.O
hey.
this week..
nothing much I guess?
the last time I blogged was on Wed, after parade.
so now..
THURSDAY:
o-level results out day! O.O
after math period, han lao shi came in with this moody moody black face.
then she made us damn scared.
and she gave us this du hou gan.
then in the end, no one did. (except arnd 3 people?! ) .
Jo, Mel, Che'rie and I were down there fretting like crazy..
In the end, I managed to distract us from thinking.
we took turns reading, one sentence each.. everyone was looking at us! O.O
but we managed to finish reading by the end of the period.
and we told tammy and yizhen what we've accomplished! (:
YAY! they cheered for us! HAHA. LAME.
then we came up with confusing deals..
HAHA. what A1s, what meals...
HAHA!
and I started drawing how badly I wanted my A1! (:
so no one was in the mood for anything... ):
when school ended. we proceeded to the hall.
Ouyang started her normal typical speech..
Mrs Lim giving her "fund-raising" face and stuff..
then the showed our school's results! (:
98.3% of cedarians can go jc! (:
YAY!
well done Cedarians and seniors! (:
even though we didnt produce top scorers or made it into the papers and stuff..
but YAY! we did it once again! producing phenomenal results! (:
HAHA. STRESS FOR US! cause it means higher and better records to break! O.O
and JENNIFER PHANG!
I'M SUPER PROUD AND HAPPY FOR YOU! :DD
I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT SIS! (:
and now, I have to aim for RJ to be with you! :DD
then we went back to class for HCL results..
han lao shi made it damn scary..
but I guess our class didnt really get whole class A1 . so no swensons! ):
and then.. yahh.. quite a number of people broke down..
then maam koh came in..
with a BIG packet of tissue.
and telling erm.. cold stories..
HAHA.
I GOT MY A1! :DD
and so, I shall work hard for O-level! :DD
went for A.R.T.
then met siling, you xian, jian ling, timothy, chang wei and enqi up..
then we went to see xjls..
then yahh. I saw her.
couldnt recognise her..
I thought we were at the wrong bed.. ):
teared.
prayed.
went down to eat lunch/dinner
while the ex-sec fours talked about their scores and future..
kind of slacked.
and then we went up to see her again.
a lot of people.
and then chimes ppl started coming in.
and we sang for her.
we cried.
then her stoopid fat fwend came in to chase us out.
but we still lingered outside the ward..
then accompanied some of them to eat again.
then trained back with reb, sam, bry and jas.
SIGHS.
came home,
dug out OUR neoprint.
me, enqi and xjls.
It was..
it was..
tear stimulating.
really.
I cried out loud in my study room.
turned up the volume and started crying out loud.
you see the past.
you cry for the present.
cried till my whole bin was filled with tissues.
and then no mood to do homework.
so slept.
FRIDAY/TODAY:
half day.
mum woke me up.
I had a bad headache frm crying and stuff ytd.
washed up,
tried doing homework.
failed.
so went back to sleep.
the whole day I was only physically in school.
the other parts of me was wandering everywhere.
I had the urge to go and keep xjls company.
I still have my letter for her.
I want to be with her by myself and just read the letter out loud to her and cry.
I can still remember her hugs.
Her strong hugs-- now she cant even control her hands properly ):
Her warm hugs-- She looks pale now.
Her laughter-- She cant even stay awake.
Her not so perfect english, which I always had the urge to correct her
Her rich voice-- She cant even say a complete short sentence.
SIGHS.
I would not like to classify those as memories.
PLEASE GOD,
WE DONT KNOW WHAT SHE NEEDS OR WHAT SHE DESIRES.
WE DONT KNOW WHAT PLANS YOU HAVE FOR HER.
WE DONT KNOW WHAT YOU WILL DO TO HER.
BUT PLEASE GOD,
DO THINGS ACCORDING TO YOUR WILL.
AND TEACH US TO SUBMIT TO YOUR AUTHORITY AND WILL.
THAT WE WILL ACCEPT WHATEVER PLAN YOU CARRY OUT.
AND WHEN WE GRIEVE, LET US LEARN HOW TO BOUNCE BACK UP TOO.
LET US LEARN HOW TO HANDLE OURSELVES.
DRAW US CLOSE TO YOU, LORD.
SHOW US YOUR MERCY AND GRACE IN OUR LIVES.
sighs.
BRACE UP! :DD




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