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Monday, August 27, 2007

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Jonna and Me

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Smokers is what we are known as all the time.

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Zhong Yi, Yun Qi and Sheila
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Our Business Law Skit starts here. (Joanne cannot believe that is her)

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Xuan Luang as Jessica Alba( PUKES)


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Pirakash threatening to kill Jessica Alba if he doesn't sign the contract
We chanted(KILL! KILL!)

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ZY as the tramp(Notice the imbalanced nipples)

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RACIST!
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Yan Zhen trying to be me. (Notice the inhaler and cigg)
IDIOT! Their company was named Ika's broom Pte Ltd.
I am fully aware that it is so last centuries, the pics but well, I had time.

Last Friday was Zouk with the class. I tell you, I love my class and it sucks that the semester is over, you know? Personalities clashed, bitching sessions. WE BETTER MEET UP DURING THE HOLIDAYS OK!!

I went through my wadrobe and realised that I have a digicam! Zess! Two of them some more! Just got to repair them. I am broke now so it is tuition all over again.

Good news? My student passed his prelims. 75/150 from 23/150! We are working for a 90! The girl called me the other day wishing me a Happy Teacher's Day and thanking me for teaching her well. *blushes.

My brother asked to me to go NIE. Riiiiight.

Things are getting out of hand at home. So out of hand that me and my brother ran the idea through my mum about me and him getting our own place. Since he turns 21 in two months and he is in NS which means his rent is gonna be real low. God bless Singapore. I don't want to run away but this is too much. You know what they say about running away, u run away once, u run the rest of your life. Life is about making choices and never turning back. Ever.

Today, I am not going to talk about finding the right person. I am going to talk about leaving the wrong person after squeezing all you can give to him/her. I would be lying if I said that I do not believe in love. But I do still think it sucks because you can have no say about when you might fall and how deep. Is it just me or are people falling in love too fast and too deep? And whatever happened to loving yourself first. So, within one month, you think that He/She is the One and then you go all out to try to make it work. I've been there, trust me. But it does not work that way. But, let's not digress. And how about when years go by and you see yourself turn into a spluttering, blabbering, pessimistic idiot because you burned out. You tried too hard.
One way to know when it really would not work. It turns into a weekly habit for the past three months or more. You know, fight, then patch up. Then fight, then patch up. I am not talking about the normal petty fights. I am talking about that internal warning voice you hear deep within you. Even when you are tight in his arms, the bells might go off. Or when the future you visualize for yourself is nothing close to what is in store for you if you stay with him/her. So, you take a stand. You end it amicably. Then the pattern starts. You get ecstatic, a quick whiff of freedom. A weeks or two months passed and then, a sharp pain in your chest. A vacuum that draws you closer and closer to him/her and you think,'Is he/she suffering? Did I make any difference at all in his/her life?' because as much as you try to diminish his existence, u hope he/she won't do that to you. Because you are a significant person. From here on, there are two paths to choose from. One, you go back. It stays the same. Two, you stick to your guns and as time passes, u heal and it's you who was strong, not anybody else.

It's your choice, really. Choose wisely.

Why am I talking about this? Because my closest ones are hurting. My brother, my neighbour, my friends. This could help, or not.


Oh well.

I got to go get a life and stop acting like Aunt Agony already.