Here's a story of a girl,
Living in the lonely world,
A hidden note, A secret crush,
A little boy who talks too much.
Well, I'm standing in the crowd,
And when you smile I check you out,
But you don't even know my name,
You're too busy playing games,
And I want you too know,
If you lose your way,
I won't let you go.
If I cut my hair,
If I change my clothes,
Will you notice me?
If I bite my lip,
If I say hello,
Will you notice me?
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Thursday, November 13, 2008
the end of year 1.
Back home with glasses on, pjs on and the stickyness washed out of my hair.
I feel sorta good, I mean I survived MED 1022, the end of year 1.
It's been a year since I got in Uni, since I joined MUMEDS, since I met this bunch of awesomeness. And 'awesomeness' isn't even entirely appropriate to describe the pple. They're so much more than awesome. It's like a whole mix of spice, the uniqueness of each is indescribable. And I'm so glad to have met all of them, every single one. I thank all those who was there for me one way or another. To the many many pple with me thru out this whole year, thank you, you've just made my life worth so much more than its meant to be. I so look forward to another brilliant year and then another 3 more.
A special shout out to my M's, you guys rock santa's hat off! I'll stand on the sun to be with you guys man! I love you for all the times you yuffied me and made me talk eventho I never wanted to tell you what was wrong with me. I love you all for the times you made me dress up and all the stupid things of me you brought out.
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On another note, a talk with a friend made me realized that recently I've spend so little time at home. I do come home, but its like I never had dinner with my family since before exams which is maybe like a month ago? (maybe) and I'm so use to coming home late after studying in Uni and bathing the going to bed; and after exams I go out and come home late, that its not home anymore. It's just a place. Today coming home, its like the feeling of I don't know actually, but its like I'm more aware that I'm coming home, instead of the normal autopilot mode of arriving home, go room, stay in room sorta routine (eventho its like 1 am). I think after this week, I should spend more time at home and really relax and take time for myself. solitude (: its a good thing. as long as it doesn't go to isolation.
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Hmm... got lots of photos of formal dinner, shall update later (again, another maybe).
And to all my friends, present and future, I cherish you guys because you guys complete me.
♥ Jo 1:03 AM