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Monday, January 03, 2005

Last Words

Leaving my final words before I head to bed and wake up later this morning realising that my holidays are O-V-E-R. How tragic.

This one month has really passed me by like a brush of wind. It felt like only last week that was mugging like mad for my exams. I have barely gotten enough rest and now it's back to school, tuition and juggling my activities again. So dreadful. Yet I remember saying that I missed the above when my holidays just started. Such an irony.

Anyway, looking at this class picture taken during Xmas 2002, I'm more convinced than ever that time really FLIES. And it flies fast. It practically zooms by. I can still vividly remember what happened during the party... silly us sitting on balloons as we counted down and having to burst them at the stroke of midnight - the last person with an intact balloon would then have to face a forfeit!


Scarier than Sadako (that's me in the first row, third from left) Posted by Hello

Times like these are transient but the memories will kept with me.


[Time of Confession] 1:55 AM
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