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eclair
samedi, avril 28, 2007

Lights will guide you home.

Something random.

Friends.

Once a friend, always a friend.
Missing the oldest days. when I was in primary school, times were fun but eventually meeting up like say 4 years later? Things become freaking weird. How I miss those days those running around as fast as you can everywhere in the school compound. secondary school. Was not in favour of mjr to come to think of it, because it was not in anyone of my choices haha. I didn’t even try appealing cos my results were like omg. Shocking. Friends there were fine but only grew closer when we splitted up in sec 2 –hx (: sec 3 was LOVE, carefree. Sec4 was where trouble was brewing. But eventually I guess everything irons out. Its like I dont remember what has happened and that I think it was just things that happen when we were young. Eventually, perhaps now, we all have matured and grown out of it. Imagine meeting anyone I know even if I used to dislike, in a group of strangers, I would wave and say hi, how are you doing? I would still be drawn to her, as we know each other. Time really wear things out. It takes away bad memories. I would rather have a friend than an enemy in other words. & ive to admit, I do actually wonder how you are doing, how are you coping and is concerned. Perhaps it could be because we were once friends, once from the same class, once close.
I have started to cherish things I guess. Once in a while I get random, blame me if I scare you. But I just am random/ weird what you call me. I go: hey how are you? Coping well? I don’t really like to lose friends once so close. Some are mia-ing already. ):
Friends are people who were once there for you, people who care, and people you know.


Yeah lets go drink again

Ive got camp today grrrr
camp camp camp
& chem chem chem test on monnn BLAHHHH


3:25 PM