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Une fille comme moi
Je t'aime plus que hier, moins que demain ♥
Welcome to the blog of a 17yearoldgirl, where she posts her mindless musings and ramifications.
This is extremely private;
cos this is where she dreams, sleeps and cries.
She lives. 		"We can catch buses and count our change and cross the roads and talk real sentences.
but our innocence goes awfully deep,
and our discreditable secret is that we don’t know anything at all,
and our horrid inner secret is that
we don’t care that we don’t."
it made my day
Saturday, February 10, 2007, 7:44 PM
i went back to sch early in the morning for choir workshop and I intended to take a bus at 1st but later I woke up late and then i went to hail a cab. i was standing at the roads and then this uncle stopped his car and ask me whether I'm going to nanyang. in his car there was a nanyang gal too. i didn't noe them at all. he really made my day...not bcos i can save the money to hail a cab but bcos he proved to me that their are still caring people like him that care about others around them in their society and voluntarily offer to help. the uncle's car was just a lorry. and the interior of the lorry was pretty old and messy and bad in shape but i didn't mind. at least he cared. I asked his daughter which class she was in but i didn't ask for her name. Maybe i'll drop a little gift for her on valentine's day (:(:(:

wheee 302 rocks! all the people there are so nice. it's ALL. not some (: and we don't have cliques at all. I bought jus bough a bdae gift for one of my new found frenz. lol. bought her a mushroom shaped lit up lamp. cos she loves mushrooms as much. XD on thurs we went for CIP at the silver center at toa payoh. at first i was told by other frenz who had already done the cip dat the old ppl were very not enthu about the activities that they planned but after i visited the old folks, i realised that they are really very nice people and i tink we really made them happy by putting on a concert for them. 3 cheers for siying, jiale and yunting for their solo performance!! XD so sad the choir members in our class didn't perform. sighhh we weren't really and we sound reallllllly bad. cos i learnt the soprano 1 part of the song jus one day before but i can still pull thru but xiaoyang keep going out of tune ): not ur fault xiaoyang i understand dat u're tone deaf but your voice is not bad! (:

pic of a cute kitty (: " awwwwwwwwww"