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:: juz taking a moment to remember ::

Monday, October 30, 2006 8:17 PM

finally

i have been having weird dreams recently.. all jumbled up.. diff people, diff things..
so after much procrastination, i have set up my dream journal.. its a blog too.. and i might post things that i dont wan to say here bcuz i dont know who is reading.. so yeah, its basically a dream + bitching + aggressive venting + less inhibited blog..

if you wanna know the add, be nice to me, maybe i wld tell u. haha.. if u dont care, nvm too. cuz less ppl bother, the more i can write.

drama performance is over, and tho we put in considerably less efforts this sem den last sem, it seems that it was still well-liked. so hopefully, it means i wld get a good grade for this module.

with abt 2 weeks to go, i really am scared where i can find all the time and memory space in my head to cramp all the facts, esp for 201. i just want the holidays. and thinking back, so much has happened since last sem, since last exams. i still rmb what happened soon after my exams ended.. the cooking, the steamboat, the 7-11 job, the secret recipe, the mermaid movie, the ktv, the unmentionables, all the good times, and the bad.. time has really flew.. now its e end of another sem alr, and going to be the start of another holidays..

is there going to be light at the end of the tunnel?
is there a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow?
or are things just illusions?

Signing off,
no more ink.

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