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L’amore che muove il sole e l’altre stelle

Either you know me, or you don't. I'm friendly.
And definitely not your average girl.



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Thursday, October 20, 2011

After Twists And Turns


How time flies, today is finally Thursday. Previously I was anticipating today soooooo much because I couldn't wait to get my time-table. But now, NO I REGRET I WANT TO SUE THE CREATOR OF MY TIME-TABLE!!!!! :( Really. Hahahaha okay I was just kidding! My time-table isn't that bad! Previous semester it was pretty relaxing though now it seems to be packed, I know I'm going to pull through this stage. I won't just scrape through this semester. I'd do even better than just good. I WILL :D If you don't click on the image and I tell you that I end school at 6 every day. Boy, that sucks I know.

BUT NOOO THAT DOESN'T WHEN YOU KNOW THE TRUTH ^_^v

Five days a week: Thursday is the best because it's 11-1 :) Remaining four is divided to 2 days 9-6 and another 2 would be 11-6. I know, whutttttttt?! 9-6 that is sanity! But I have a minimum of one hour break before every lesson be it lab, tutorial or lecture -_- Totally redundant right!! I think they don't like my class because we always sneak to Cheers in between lessons so now they give us break before every lesson. Want to late also cannot! :x

Last three days to enjoy and I'm going to work at the National Museum tomorrow :) Looking forward to the next three weekends because I got a job at a pet shop~ I get to play with all the cute little angelic dogs :D I believe it'd be a greaaaaat time for me because what's better than having the chance to play with all these cute stuff! Totally my heaven! (L)

After moving to Bedok, I feel like a caged bird. I don't know this place at all! Thank god for Tim~ Since he lives sooooo near me I'd have a "live guide" plus a companion to make me study when our mid-sem tests plus final exams approach. Plus points for having someone of the same course as me staying nearby ^^ And I'd most probably be able to work with him next weekends at the pet shop!! Hehehehehe!

At times, I come to this blog having soooo much to say but I guess I got accustomed to the habit of bottling it up once more. Whether I let it or not, does it still matter? :) Carpe diem.

It never was easy letting go of you. You're the first thing on my mind when I wake up, and the last thing on my mind which I can recall before dozing off. Always had, always have, always will. But I guess it's time I stop living in my fantasy. Can no longer retrieve back anything which we had. Remember the first time I scribbled all over your arms and you gladly allowed me to "vandalize" on your poor arms? Remember how we communicated through your blog's draft posts? Remember the Thursday breakfasts we agreed to have? Remember how you used to wake up soooo early just to pick me up, have breakfast with me, send me to school, get some nap then wait for me outside my school to send me home? Remember how you used to hold my hands tightly as we crossed the road because you said I'm careless? Remember how you got angry when I was angry? Remember how you got upset and angry when people made use of me? Remember how you said you'd always be there to protect me? Remember how you said... "Can I save your name as babygirl?" Remember how you said I was rude when I replied "I love you" instead of "I love you too"? Remember how I insisted that your tattoos were pokemon when I first caught a glimpse of it? Remember how I messed up your multi-colored hair? Remember how you'd walk me home and make sure I enter my house safely before you leave no matter how late it is? Well I remember.

I remember everything in my heart, in my mind. It's all etched there, my dear. I tried recalling how upset I felt. I tried recalling the bad moments. But you were just too good to be true. Everything about you was just so perfect, there's nothing for me to even be unhappy about. It was just me.

我喜欢的人有一双小小的眼睛,表面上看起来很单纯,但是个性却很倔强。脾气不好,容易生气又傻傻的,让别人总是忍不住特别想要照顾他,爱护他。Remember this too?

11:57 PM