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Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Heys! Exam over!
Finally at last!
Stressed is over! :D
Hohos!
Today last paper home economics!
the paper slightly hard lor...
but never mind..
i think can pass de!
okays, i think that maybe today I will play and watch TV!
By the way, friendship is bad nowadays!
Maybe something will happened which I don't know!
Actually I know, but just as that I don't want to say it out....
I hope that friendship could go well...
maybe is a misunderstanding or I'm simply too sensitive...
But after I have read the bookmark then I know I'm a sensitive person....
But I tried my best not to display out that character in me!
But one day, I have no choice but to display it....
I wondered why am I a sensitive person!
Maybe is it because during primary school days, when others gossips about me in a corner,
I would think that the person is gossiping about me, and i couldn't accept the fact of they gossips me!
I wondered could it be this reason?
And also, after reading the bookmark, i know that others could not insult or critisize me!
Anyway, I have a lot of 缺点 instead of my 优点.....
After PSLE, I thought that I would let down everything and start a new life whereas I enter a new school...
But now, I didn't expect that to happen!
I wondered sometimes... Does history repeats itself?!?
I could feel the hurt and the pain in me when I recalled the day I cried....
I wondered... Was it me,the one who is sensitve?
Or was it a misunderstanding?
Why can't the person forgive and forget?
I wondered strangely sometimes....
It hurts me to see that history repeats itself....
But i have got to bottle up my feelings in me so that others would think I'm ok...
I pretended to be happy and cheerful...but inside me, I'm sort of like hurt...
Maybe the wound have not recover or heal....
Was I selfish? Stingy? Sensitive?
But after all, I simply hope that nothing would happen....
And all this would be a nightmare...
After I woke up,I hope that my world would turn better....
I wouldn't be hurt that easily and to cry less....
I hope that friendship would get better after this scary nightmare....
I hope that it wouldn't affect my studies ...
I hope that I would gain more happiness and I would be laughing and smiling or day long in me!
I simply hope that my wound and cuts and the needles in me would heal and recover back to normal!
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