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*my BIRTHDAY!* pass footdrill gold*NDP'09{actual day)*
*finish holiday homework* *laptop*
*more free time* *13 for O level* *NDP'09 gethering* *NDP'08 gethering* *shut my bloddy mouth* *being promoted to CPL* *being promoted to LCP* *being promoted to SGT* *being promoted to SSGT* *being promoted to WO!* *pass mother tongue*
*know more & more friends*
*grow to 160cm*
*new wallet*
*new notebooks* *more storybooks to read* *do finish all my homework*
Loves is not to hate.
love.
Y ♥♥♥KimHyunJoong ♥♥kimRyeowook & LeeDongHae ♥SHINee & superjunior
cute things. red cross youth.
The rain, the winter spring has made us fade away
I really wonder how you feel on these nights so alone
♥ && Forever beqins with just three words, iloveuu;
♥Friday, April 25, 2008 || 5:21 PM
T.Huijuan here! (:
Hahas, yepps, this bloq is now offficially shared between us twinsies, thanks to me. Twinsie, I did the bloqskin AND joined in already, uu can't ask me for anythinq else urhhs? Hehs, that qirl down there is busy with mid-year exams, while I'm down here busy slackinq. =X No, no, don't qet me wronq, I do study okayys! Decided to switch on the now dusty computer to do this for twinsie, aren't I nice? Just kiddinq, just kiddinq!
Somehow, time flies by so easily. Simply wait for the weekends, and it comes in a matter of minutes for me. I don't know how, and I don't know why. Has life really become that shortlived for me? I'm becoming weaker and weaker by the second; and it's getting harder to breathe by the minute. I'm tired; really freaking tired, And I have no more energy left to be hyper and happy. Most of the time, I'm simply plain emotionless. I want the old me back aqain. )':
Miss Woo's leavinq, this sweet Enqlish teacher of 2e3's. All I can say are three words, I Am Sorry. All the thinqs 2e3 had done to you can never be forqotten easily, that I know, and I think everyone else realises that as well. We would irritate you and make you anqry every sinqle day, and I'd always thouqht you'd qiven up on us. But, even as you'd handed in your resiqn letter, you qave us the best of times, let us think that everythinq was okay, and nothinq was missinq. Today, you finally told us that it would be the last lesson with uu; I'd been stunned. I'd held back tears. I'd bid qoodbye. But, I was torn, deep down inside. After all that time, I'd qrown attached to you as a student without even realisinq it. I cried. Unrestrained, from-the-qut tears. Because I know, time will never turn back to the carefree days.
I read a note my qrandma wrote back in 1923 Grandpa kept it in his coat and he showed it once to me He said," Boy you might not understand, but a long long time aqo Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I loved your grandma so We had this crazy plan to meet and run away toqether Get married in the first town we came to and live forever But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead I found this letter and this is what it said If you get there before I do, don't give up on me I'll meet you when my chores are through, I don't know how long I'll be But I'm not qonna' let you down, darlinq wait and see And between now and then, till I see you again, I'll be lovinq you Love, me I read those words just hours before my qrandma passed away In the doorway of a church where me and qrandpa stopped to pray I know I'd never seen him cry in all my fifteen years; But as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears If you get there before I do, don't give up on me I'll meet you when my chores are through, I don't know how long I'll be But I'm not qonna' let you down, darlinq wait and see And between now and then, till I see you again, I'll be lovinq you Love, me This was the sonq Love, Me, by Collin Raye, that you played for us twice. 2e3 loved it, and thank you for everythinq; we love you.