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Saturday, August 30, 2008

Almost 2 weeks since I last posted. Life has pretty much been the same simply because its holidays. Went to the IT fair just now, saw a bunch of my ex-colleagues who are still working in the fair. Went down to the teacher's day celebration back at my secondary school in the morning. I have to say I was really disappointed that there were n't much people who turn up. As in people who graduated. I don't really know why, but I was particularly disappointed to the fact that she didn't turn up. Remember the times when we were all shy about giving each other letters. Being shy when you walked over when I was playing basketball. I got all fearful and excited at the same time when you past me your very first letter. I couldn't help myself but to open up when I saw you turning back. I read. I headed back to class trying to focus, but can't help myself, I just kept reading it over and over again.


those were the days.
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