A twist in my story

The whispers turn to shouting The shouting turns to tears Your tears turn into laughter And it takes away our fears

I remember the good times baby,
now, and the bad times too.

Projs are stress, stress are projs.

Went to sch, wayne's office.
Tutorial room, labtest.
I didnt knw how to find the default gateway, all thanks to his hints here & there.
I find him really nice at times, but at times when he's teaching, i feel like slapping him.
So yeah, quite contradicting.

Katrine came, followed by Lp & the rest.
We did almost nothing.

Moved to mac to eat & continue our dcn.
Thanks to weien again.
See its our projs but he helped us alot.
Hmm, i think initiative is really a very impt factor.
I see few people ard me has it, way to improve.
Alright i see me talking out of point, cause im realy tired & sleepy.
And i truly believe sleeping is the best cure.
Before me the best lovely blogger ends my post,
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Teh LP in action :)
We held hands tight, scream our love.
Not lesbian, but bestie.
See us like this in one year's time, ten years or even fifty years.
Nonsensical but true :)

Overdued pics.

HAPPY CNY TO ALL OF YOU :D
IM WAY TOO LAZY TO ELABORATE WHAT HAPPENED & SO ON FOR MY CNY.
IN CONCLUSION, SHORT & SWEET, I'H A RLY WONDERFUL ONE.
FROM THE REUNION DINNER TO OUTINGS WITH POLY LOVABLES & AHYI'S HSE.

Random: I really love to eat puddings.
BYE.
xoxo.