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Wednesday, April 20, 2005


hmm.

was browsing through km. i know it's stupid. just find that i dont belong anywhere. maybe except S05. maybe that's the reason why i wanted to get rid of my racket. the ball too. so that i dun see them and feel i'm a piece of shit. but i am.

things going through my mind. too late. why didnt i choose vj or tj when it's nearer? now i'm like so far away. i cant visit my juniors. i seem like a stranger now. i dun even look like an ahband alumni. i'm not even one of them la. dun think they consider me as one of them either. like an extra person loitering abt. whatever. why didnt i join band when i'm in nj? join squash to demoralise myself. and i dun even know whether to support them. i find it so awkward. i was trying to find excuses so that i dun go. it's like everytime i see the ball. i just feel very xin1 suan1. bleahz. shld i go on friday and entertain them. like they need my entertainment.

was watching tennis match today. just felt weird. but i just didnt show it out.

anyway. today was speech day. student council election speech day. haa. pon halfway, and me, huitian, lien dragged the guys along. was quite entertained by their magic tricks. haaa. and their lame craps. haa. and nearly got caught by the teacher. hmm. maybe it's one of the better memories in nj.

shucks. shit. i'm crying. argh~