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Friday, July 1

I wish the earth would open up and swallow me.


how could i have made such a stupid mistake?


but come to think of it, it aint really my fault. how am i to know that my kindergarten classmate's name is Choy Xin Yi and not Ng Xin Yi? After all, i couldnt rmb anymore...


but its so embarrassing! when that msn pop up window thing appeared and i saw it was xin yi, my heart skipped a beat. oh my gosh, its xin yi, my kindergarten classmate! She's online at last! i was so excited...she asked who i was and i told her, im abeline, remember? ur kindergarten classmate....she couldnt remember(i dun blame her, how can she remember a person she doesnt know in the first place)...i was quite disappointed really...then i asked her if she had a cousin yvonne quek and she told me nah, thats Choy Xin Yi! wad a mistake! i added a person i never knew off just because i thought it was my kindergarten classmate....it was kinda disappointing tho its rather funny actually,....i laughed til my side ached. but at least, she is quite a nice person. After all, one more friend doesnt hurt...


i decided to stop my find for the real xin yi...too energy straining... there's an emotional drain too...its as if i can never find my lost frens again...once lost, u can never recover them...i actually regretted joining sngs...my first choice primray school was mayflower...all my frens went there...why shouldn't i? but no. i had to be in sngs (not that i dun like it. i do!) the worse thing is that i misplaced my fren's phone number-i could kick myself for that, but i guess it wouldn't have helped. what's done is done, u can never reverse things like that. Ah well.

My voice is slightly better now...thank god. at least u can decipher wad im saying. sadly, instead of resting at home i was dragged out of my home to do my physics project(no blame on anyone, other then the project itself..) which lasted(luckily) a mere forty five minutes...or half an hour actually. Poor rina....the time she takes to travel to school is even longer then the time we spent on the pro...and she still has to make her way all the way back again. she was the earliest by the way. i feel quite bad cos i think my house was the nearest and it wasnt really fair for them to come all the way to school for this project. Still, it cant be helped..no one really wants to come.

Noreen sent me a message. she thanked me for my note and wished me all A1s too. She said she remember me and i was wrong. im glad im wrong. its heartwarming to know that at least five or six seniors remember you...especially those u hardly talk to at all...i hope the sec threes next year will give us a nice farewell...i want these notes for souvenirs too. its nice to read, especially if ur juniors write a lot or talk crap...i like reading rubbish, i guess its because i write rubbish as well....ah wells....


My mom's bringing me to buy winter clothings tmr...even tho im only going to china in November plus the fact that the weather there is only about 14 to 15 degrees. is there really a need to get those thick furry jackets i wonder? but never mind...its the thought that counts...i'll wear it even if its like a small sauna bath inside it...at least i wont freeze....at most i just drip sweat. after all, no pain, no gain...




Patience and persistence can bring down the tallest trees....

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