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Year 2004. [01 Jan 2004|10:43am]
[ mood | content ]
[ music | #Why Not - Hilary Duff ]

Year 2004. A Year Of Heavy Significance.

and in a blink of an eye. we've all said farewell to the cursed year of 2003. and welcomed the new year of 2004. The year was pretty "cursed", associating itself with the severe SARS crisis in S'pore and also the war in Iraq. Perhaps 2004 would be better.

And I'll be doing my GCSEs this year. a significant exam that perhaps, every sixteen-yr old teenager have to go through. and frm then, fate or perhaps, the sophisticated machines that the ministry of education possess, would determine if we proceed to college, polytechnic or for technical education.

Wondering how life would be in my last year in high school? haha. Coral have nothing but boredom written all over it's domain(s). but perhaps, i'd better start getting serious about my work. haha

Yours Most Charmingly(??),
_w.l.liew

[4 Done] // Bitched Already?

Strictly Prohibited. [15 Oct 2003|01:59am]
[ mood | bitchy ]
[ music | #Come Into My World - Kylie Minogue ]

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Growing up, is tough. Growing up in S'pore, is impossible. literally that is. who ever said growing up was easy? one thing about living rite here is that nobody can ever say, no sweat to you.

We're coated with shimmering perspiration 24/7. we sweat an awful lot. and we've got the singapore sun to thank for this. but coming back to growing up. im coming on to senior year in 2004. im gonna be 16 and the GCSEs are not that far ahead.

Ain't that just great? jugglin "sweet sixteen" ard with books, chicken essence and ten-years series? anyway. u're at my journal. so, if u're already bestowed the honour of unlockin my life. go ahead. if not, buh-bye~!

Stripped Intro

Sorry you can't define me. Sorry I break the mold.
Sorry that i speak my mind. Sorry don't do what im told.
Sorry if i don't fake it. Sorry I come too real.
I will never hide what i realli feel.

[7 Done] // Bitched Already?

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