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Thursday, July 13, 2006

oh my i can't wait to drive! 1.5 more years (roughly) and i will be driving! think of the freedom.. the wind blowing in your hair.. then of course a banana peel will come flying and hit you in the face but i think that only happens in movies.

at least, i hope so. /:

anyway, next month this time, we'll have begun prelims, and that is SUCH a scary thought. i really really don't wanna grow up. i mean. ok one thing that's worrying me is of course, prelims. i hope i do well enough to go to a reasonable jc. probably acjc. coz i dun really like change, which brings me to my second point..

I AM WORRIED THAT EVERYBODY WILL CHANGE AND WHEN WE MEET UP NEXT TIME THERE'LL BE AWKWARD 6 SECOND SILENCES, BEFORE SOMEONE (probably me) WILL START TALKING ABOUT THE WEATHER. like. i'll miss having free periods with eliza. and bumping into people in the toilet. and having recess with the whole gang together. and sitting around in the quadrangle in the mornings... oh gosh. next year all this will be NO MORE. DO YOU REALIZE THE SEVERITY OF THE SITUATION?!

yeesh.

alright actually i had nothing to blog about. but these thoughts have been floating through my head more and more in the recent weeks i think.


When I'm dancing with you
Tomorrow doesn't matter.
Turn that music up
'Till the windows start to shatter
'Cause you're the only one who can get me on my feet.
And I can't even dance.