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Tuesday, January 13, 2009 | 8:50 PM

Should I make my blog private?
Feel like doing so,
As the time approach, I'll consider.

O level results was release on Monday.
There were sadness and joy.
Pretty obvious from their faces.
That's life I suppose,
Facing the truth and move on.

Easy to say,
But hard to carry out. (:
I know how that feels,
It sucks.

School life is boring.
Seriously boring to the max.
I just can't wait for secondary school life to end.

I'm tired, and falling again.
I want a break.
Will be taking a break this weekend.
I'll be going to Malaysia to shop shop.
YES YES, I'm going AGAIN. (:

I really want to get away from Singapore.
I can't wait for the year end,
Mummy will bring me out of Singapore.

I feel like migrating now. ):
I want to go Maldives.
Its so pretty there, so relaxing.

I learn the piano piece already!
I'm a happy girl to a certain extend.
Have been trying hard to keep myself busy,
So that I won't think about stuff.

I failed to do so.
Can I fall into a deep sleep?
And never to wake up.
Eternal rest.
I wish. I'm really tired.

Year end, I'll fly away from Singapore.
Going over to New Zealand maybe.
A get away, I can't wait.

I feel so heavy,
It hurts to see how far we're drifting.
Its really hard to let you go.
I'm sorry.

I still don't have the strength to move on.
Give me a year at least.
That long? Yes.

When can I ever receive hugs from you again?
I wish to know my answer.
I'm falling without you again.
I'm still missing you as much.
I still can't let you go.
I'm really sorry.