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    Quotes: Get up before my time, go back to sleep again. Got nothing more to do than hope I dream of you. At least these dreams seem real.


    breathe
    Thursday, March 4, 2010, 11:38 AM
    So I went to ITE Bishan yesterday to register for my course. Bought uniform, 2 white polo-T and 1 red polo-T. Took me 40 minutes to arrive there. Additional 10 minutes for a long way walk from Bishan Interchange.

    And I saw this girl with her family.. taking the same course as me. She looks quite familiar. Apparently, I've added her on Facebook. Plus, I was damn frustrated with the weather. It's so hot and I couldn't explain how HOT the weather is.

    My Birthday is coming. I am proud of myself. I'm a left-handed person and I was born in March. According to a related article, left-handed people is smarter than right-handed people. And those who were born in March, they have attractive personality. Hmmm...
    (and those facts are TRUE)
    You might want to google about left-handed peeps.

    And, wth.

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    ITE gave me a paper or something told me to bring quite few annoying things for first day of school and they already set up for orientation. I hate orientation, fuckface C: Making friends uh, I realized I'm the only male malay guy out there when I register for my course. Quite a few chinese guys, but am I the only one male malay guy? Darn it.

    Quite a number of pretty girls too during yesterday April Intake registration.

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    Not everyone is like you, not everybody can forget their past and just move on as if it never existed. Not everybody can fall in love again and again.

    Let me tell you one thing: a short story filled with love is way better than a novel filled with hate.

    You may forget easily but I can stop seeing our friends, stop going where we used to hang out, stop listening to the music we listened to together, I can move houses, neighborhoods, cities, even countries, but I can’t forget.

    I can become a workaholic so I can't even have a second to thinking about the past, but it doesn’t work. I can pretend I don’t care, I can say I don’t care but who am I really lying to other than myself?

    I can choose to walk away like you did or I can be the better person and the problems, but what’s it going to change? I can ask myself or a million people so many questions you left unanswered but who really has the answer? I can run away from it all and never look back but who is to say that it won’t just follow me everywhere I go?

    I can close my eyes and not dream about you but then you are the first person I think of in the morning.