2.1.04
ever since finding the long lost diary, i have developed the preference of writing in it rather than here, in this not-so-private blog. [inspite of the added chore of having to write, which is much more tiring and slower...]
tired of censoring out certain things that i dont wish to say, either because i dont want a whole lot of ppl to find out, or because i dont want to hurt anyone's feelings with my words. so it's still safer to keep it in my little book.
im exhausted after a long day. so far, the only thing that fascinates me abt the new place is that it's so much more convenient than crescent. it's so much nearer that i dont even get a chance to doze off on the bus. no thrill. haha. but oh well, shall take consolation in the fact that i can do more in a day now than for the past four years, where time has been wasted on trips to and from school.
TGIF. for once i appreciate fridays that much. i can just kill myself if there was school tmr. -__"
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31.12.03
chanced upon my old diary yesterday. stuff i wrote in secondary one, around this time of the year, between christmas and new year. surprisingly i could remember the stuff i wrote, the incidents that took place blah blah blah. three years ago, i was in a different world. somehow the diary was lying on the study table, and apprehension seized me immediately, hoping so much that nobody flipped through it to check its contents and to whom it belonged. -__- the greatest embarrassment that one can suffer from is a family member flipping through your old diary. sheesh. i'd have no where to hide my face!
went bowling today again. at this rate, im feeling so darn guilty. spending so much money at the alley. but the thrill experienced is definitely something money cannot buy. :) yesterday went skating. an annual trip to the rink does an amazing deal of good for my body and soul. good workout and good fun. definitely the best place so far. :) just that this time, i felt as if i were on a different planet than the other time...
thought of something before i slept last night - seeking affection's asylum. not too sure if i put it the right way though.
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28.12.03
reading "The Professor". it isnt difficult for those who know me, to guess why i chose that book to read. and the behaviour of the female students just reminds me of myself in year 2002. haha. stupidity and ignorance. then again, i cant seem to get myself out of those shoes for the time being. quite fun being tossed around in fantasy land, where my dreams can come true. :)
last bowling lesson tonight. saddening...and it marks the imminent return to school life. havent had enough of relaxation and freedom. maybe tomorrow i'll have that true feeling of flight, once i am reunited with the ice...
yet another botched attempt to go to kbox. but doesnt really bother me anyway. afterall i sing 24/7. it's just a matter of difference between using a microphone and not.
bored. -_-
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