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    Saturday, April 5, 2008 6:16 AM
    Hmmmmm

    This post will be on what i feel, and some pictures.
    Well, firstly, to clarify something, im not always a sad girl.
    I smile, i laugh and then i make people around me laugh as well.
    But i do get sad. Upset, or whatever.
    especially today.

    Today- 14th Speech day in Damai.
    When i was in the hall, i heard many of my friends talking about where their parents were sitting and how they're pointing them out to me. Saw my friends' parents taking their photos when they were on the stage. Throughout the entire speech day, i was hoping in my heart that miraculously, someone i know, maybe a friend? or any of my family members would be the face that i'd stare upon when im on the stage.

    I guess miracles dont happen. And im not saying i always believe that they will, i mean happen.
    It's childish thinking on my part that something like that will happen, like someone barging through the door of the hall just in time to see me get the award. Yeah, maybe those storybooks and movies really got to me.

    So, throughout the whole of speech day, i applauded for all my friends, as loudly as i can, and cheered for them when they got their award. The applause from the audience was good, the air was heavy with bliss and pride, but i probably felt the heaviest feeling in my heart.

    Because it was the last year that i'll be getting an award, and nobody bothered to even turn up.
    Nobody bother enough to even give me a hoot. Pictures were taken, smiles were posed. Feelings were hidden, never disclosed.

    Talked to certain teachers, and i missed Mrs loke so much! She's an altruistic teacher, and i'll never ever forget how much she'd driven us to work hard.Oh, Mr cho says Gerda is nice, sorry but i totally gotta disagree on that.

    Anyway, Gavin and i went for pugilistic after speech day. I fell asleep on the bus and forgot to wake up until gavin nudged me so roughly i was jolted out of my sleep. Ran down the bus and well, changed into the pugi pants. Oh, im beginning to enjoy wearing that pair of pants, they feel nice. even though i may look ugly in it, i dont care.

    Learnt the cymbals, it was quite boring, truthfully. Because i got the small cymbals, and there is actually no beat. you just bang the cymbals together. so yeah, Sina ( the german girl ) and i were like banging and then we were chatting while banging the cymbals. she's a nice girl.

    the day sort of ended like this i guess. I like the people in pugilistic, they are fun people. And thank god for Ellene in the CCA ! she's an element of surprise and entertainment! ;D

    I shall stop here. I'll put the fullstop to all these nonsensical things in my mind.

    Here are the pictures.


    Vernon's birthday!~ ;DDD
    Oh, the cake is delicious



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    Some of the pugilistic guys, playing bridge. starting from the one in green socks - yin Cheong , in a clockwise direction, it'll be : Terrance, Tong Pei, and i think the last one is benjamin? hahas. They are nice people although Terrance teases me so so much!



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