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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Missing the carefree days..
Yesterday evening, I took bus no. 10 all the way from Kent Ridge Terminal to Tampines Interchange! Actually I wanted to get off at Clifford Pier to go back to my shop but I was too tired to move my butt, so I ended up continuing the journey all the way home.

I can't believe I did that.. I mean.. I hate taking buses! But yesterday I enjoyed the ride.. I didn't had to talk to anyone and I had my space to dwell on my thoughts.. which is something that I really wanted to do. Truly, madly, deeply.

I went back to NUS for bazaar again. Its my first since March. Going back to school always makes me sad - oh how I missed those carefree days.. everything about it.. I could skip classes if I wanted to, I never had to worry about money running dry.. I could stay up till 3am and noone would come and switch off my lights, I had my own space, I can do my own laundry.. I can do everything my way - just nothing matters.

If I knew that was going to be the last of my carefree days.. I would stop the clock.

If I knew god ma was going to die.. I would.. I don't know what I would do.. I couldn't have stopped it.
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