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Overview


Hello, my name is PAINTING. I really LOVE MUSIC. I love TV DRAMAS especially with HAPPY ENDING.

Screams



6.16.2007
I finally knew how Tracy felt.
the feeling was terrible.

My mum was right.
she says what you did to others might happen on you next time.

well.
BINGO.
she got it right.

i felt that i was like her.
"extra"?

should i just ...

To:WHYS.
i just couldn't tell you all what i feel when i am with you all.
so i am posting up in the blog.
hope you guys don't mind.

should i say i am extra or i am disappointed?
i think both la.
maybe you all did not notice it.
but all the little gestures you guys did show some signals to me.
I am disappointed.

you guys keep saying that
"NO,you are not weird what. You mean a lot to us. You bring laughter for us. Without you, we will be so bored! "
BUT why i feel that what you all say are different from what you all do.
then i want to ask...?
who will bring laughter for me?

i regretted staying at the chalet. that made me spot out ugly stains in our class. i dislike my class more.

you guys might say that i am thinking too much.
oh well.
maybe i am.
I really regretted neglecting Tracy.
she is really very pitiful.
I somehow can understand fully how she felt.
I hope you guys can show some concern to her.
and definitely, I hope I can too.

It's really hard to be alone.
really hard..

This is why i said so confidently that I would prefer to stay in 2E chalet to 4I chalet.
(sorry if this might sounds offensive)

Cause, I couldn't feel real friendship here.
Whereas in sec2,
i enjoyed my school days.
it was fun and happy.

Now,
everyday is just plain study.
besides that,
some friends will want to get to you just because they can copy your notes.
can u imagine that?
i feel that people in my class are very selfish.
why can't everyone learn and share our knowledge together?
this is something impossible to accomplish in 4I.
(this is only what i feel,pls don't kill me)

I really envy theresa syl sam yuean or even wanxin keqin...
how did they stay so close to each other still?
can they teach me how?
their friendshipS are STRONG.NOT SELFISH.TRUE!
I REALLY ENVY THEM LOTS!!!!!!!
they can play together,study together,shop together,cry together...
why can mine be like them..true friendships are rare..

other than that,
it seems that old friends are drifting away from me too.
and I do not dare to ask them out like before.
it's weird right?

so.
things DO change.
rather than denying it,
why not accepting it?

Quote of the day by YT : Laughter does not mean Happy. ( just get the meaning,don't giggle at the sentence structure!)


To sharm:
thanks for your sms last time.
it's really touching.
You said you don't mind if i share my troubles,
but from your gestures showed me that you won't be able to.
you have someone better than me.
yunjie seems to understand more and you seem to understand her too.
anyway.
i must thank you for the sms.
( i am sorry if this will hurt you...)