| Just as I thought my life took a turn for the better, another event came by and crumbled me totally again. A-freaking-gain. Tell me how my life can really suck.
Nonetheless, a silly boy named Daniel Ong has been there beside me all these while, taking in all my rubbish, seeing me cry and smile. Thank you. I really appreciate you.. Just as how you're there for me all the time, I will be there too..
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| With a bit of hope, things took a turn for the better. And when I don't take things that seriously anymore, I became happier. I've learnt to let go. I've learnt take everything in my stride. I've learnt to smile, again. I want my old life back! |
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| I am walking out. I am too tired.. Have I not tried? Have I not tried to find out what happened? But when I was told, I swore my heart was smashed..
Copied something from Dan's old blog post:
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| Who is Steph? She's nothing but a backup plan.
And she's still nothing..
She's.. she is..
The extra piece in a 4-piece puzzle. Just a bloody extra.
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| Dance and Primers camps ended, and I think I still can hear my body crying for rest.. It's been soooooo long since camp broke, but I still feel tired. As I told YanZong last night, this holidays is fun but saddening for me too.
I don't feel like doing anything. Even my favourite things.
See, the thing about being me is kinda like a love-hate thing. I enjoy the things that's given to me, but at the same time, I abhor the tight rein my parents are having on me. It's totally unfair; I'm missing out way too much.
But what can I do? I can only complain and whine about it. Can't do much, can I?
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