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Wednesday, July 26, 2006

today, i pulled out something i wrote shortly after o's release result somewhere in my drawers.
it feel nostagic reading through it.
it makes me realise how happy i was back then for the entire 1st 3 mths.
so glad that i'm bk in aj not somewhere else.
i love my class then. i love my og then.
i love aj ppl!~
I LOVE EVERYTHING!

then now...

i'm so not happy with what i'm doing.
i'm not happy in aj?
M i just demanding too much?
how come i always can adapt b4 ppl do yet in the end i'm the 1 truly cannot adapt?
what if i chose another class?another combi?
tell me how to unite a class that i no longer feel a sense of belonging.
is it cuz of her fault?
is it my fault?

ppl tell me to look forward but i just can't...

wishing to turn back times...

wishing things will always remain the same...

not looking forward to gg to sch tmr...

maybe i do not wish to turn back times..

maybe all i wish is to be truly contented, happy. to be rooted somewhere, hving a sense of belonging, a sense of identity.