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Sunday, September 05, 2004 ♥10:51 AM

back..
i've been gone from the blogging scene for so so long. and i know you peeps don't miss me ya. since you guys always see me. decided to go to ah ma's blog today and it gave me the urge to blog. only then i realised that i haven't blogged for more than 1 month.

don't really have mch or even know what to blog about. these days were just full of 'studying' and teasing felicia ah ma and jumping about, shouting, be like siao chabos.

'studying': because we are supposed to be studying but seems like there is no drive to do it. feel so tired everyday and lots of things just popped up.

teasing: ah ma la. she has this thingy about 'angel' so all we do in class is to tease her about 'angel' lo.

jumping, shouting, siao chabos: school has this cluster art festival so after the chemistry prac for the pure girls on fri, we were lazing around, about to get hime when we realised that the teachers are putting up a lunch time concert, hence we stayed to look la. then we just started having fun and acted as if it's a real concert. jumping up and down, swaying with the music, cheering the teachers, and shouting encore. it seems really lame but what matters the most is the fun we had that afternoon. this may be the last time we are doing this in the school, since there won't be a second time anymore. because we are leaving the school.

really sad. because for the past 2 days, i realised that alot of things that i was doing were going the be the last time. like the lunch time concert and the moving of chairs for the art fest concert. when i was younger, moving chairs were such a chore, and now, i can't wait for more chances to move them. we really don't treasure all the times we have ya.

let's all treasure the last 2 months of secondary school. let all of us treasure the present.
treasure now..