.Saturday, August 07, 2010 ' 10:19 AM Y
YOU & Iall the things i do are better with you.
hello loves.oh gosh, its exactly
1 month since i blog! firstly, i'm glad that i
survived july. i
hope that those days wont come back ever again. i swear that the days was very horrible.seriously emotional. thinking back of it, i'm like a dumb ass, seriously. looking at my blog post & my tumblr.. GOSH,
was that eunice chua? i cant even regconised myself!alright, some reflection now.HAHAHA. now is study break, which means its holidays for me.i need a rest for my brain before i chiong again, next month is my papers already! dont you think that this year really past very fast? starting of the year,
i was like still waiting for results & u4f8 had chalet! then we go back to nvss to get our results. i broke down into tears of joy. registered for poly courses at ah yeong house, shouting like siao. getting posting results thru text, excited at first, but got sad after knowing that i'm the only one posted to NP. school open, dressd nicely to meet new friends. didnt really show our 'tails' at the first week of school. but second week of school, everyone literally go insane. class got bonded and had lunch everyday tgt. signed up for ba comm, went for comm camp 6. everything was fun EXCEPT night walk. knew lots & lots of frens in comm camp, everybody took great care of me.i'm really thankful. school reopened, start to chiong for projects & assignments plus exams. exams really sucks. i always love project based assignments, thats why our score for projects is always better than exams. however, somethings happened, no one really knows. i was abnormal, even the dumbest person told me that i'm not myself, why am i so quiet. built walls to prevent ppl from hurting, & the feeling really sucks. i fell in love with long bus rides, thinking about stuffs alone, no interruptions. & i still prefer taking bus alone coz i dont need to entertain anyone. think of lots of things and finally woke up from nightmare. i found myself and back to normal. facebook, twitter, tumblr.. they are no longer emo. all back to myself.friends are glad that i'm back to normal, not knowing that sometimes the wound still hurts. but i found someone that got my back.back to bubbly eunice.august 6, its the
unofficial last day of school. no more lesson with tb01/02, as usual, i cried in my room,
thinking of how bonded we are, everybody in the lecture knows about it; thinking of how we guai lan those teachers that guai lan us. thinking of how we prepare our presentations & be each other's attentive audience; thinking of how we studied tgt before exams; thinking f how we shared answers; thinking of how we did grp work at library & kena scolding by the indian librarians; thinking of how we doze off in class tgt; thinking of how we web cam & cam whore in class; thinking of how did we gossiped about other ppl; thinking of how we heart to heart talk & talk about each other's eyecandy etc etc etc. those memories are really awesome, but we have too little time for each other. i almost burst into tears when jerome and patrick hugged me and said : ' we going for lunch now, see you in next semester!' *hugs* omgosh, i really cant take such stuffs again. we spent half a year to build up a friendship that are unbreakable, like we've known each other for many years. but now, we have to bloody choose our time table ourselves.i rather that the school give me some shitty tt where i still can be with my classmates and complain about how bad is that tt tgt, rather getting the best tt but i cant share the happiness with them. however, we must try our very best, to get the tt tgt. tb01/02, i know we can (Y)my recent life? HAHA, please either check my fb, twitter or tumblr. this blog would be a journal for me, writing down my summary of everything.sometimes, i really want to go into my dream land and live there forever, like inception. becoz, my dream is always sweet. the feelings are also real,
i can feel the heat of his hand holding mine, can hear his laughter whenever he tease me, can see his face & even touch it.the only thing i can say about that dream is, his hands, fit perfectly into mine.
