tutorials have started. two days into the week and i've already had all 3 of my japanese studies tutorials. haha. and project groups are all with people i know. lectures are still boring.
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kidding kidding. haha. my sense of humour is slowly deteriorating...
let's see. went for arts bash last week. complete truth? it really was quite sian. i shall not mention what happened even before we got to the club...because thinking back, it was pretty stupid. haha. anyways by the time we got there, the arts pageant was over. so dumb. i din even know it started so early. haha. ok so dancing was ok. got quite bored after a while, so a few of us went to the bathroom to hang out. haha.
MOS is a nice place. i especially like the retro room...and the music there was nice for a while...cos they played our mass dance songs AND mambo king was there. haha. but i was quite grossed out by some druggie, drunk mat who wanted to dance. yuckyuckyuck.
went off ard 1plus or 2...and decided to hang out at macs. which was actually more fun that being at mos. haha. talked and talked until 4...went back to jaslin's room.
hmmm...my tutorial groups are quite interesting so far. only one more left this week, islam. and psych only starts next week. timing sucks tho. freaking 6-8pm laaa. sigh...wonder if i'll reach home in time for my lovely samsoon. haha. AWESOME show. WATCH WATCH. 10pm on channel U, weekdays.
i've started watching 'devil beside you'. omg the guys are so cute la. haha. i am slowly being reduced into a puddle of goo. *melts*
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sometimes, all it takes is time. but usually that's never enough. talking, sharing, crying, remembering....so much goes into forgetting. but sometimes, there are some things, some precious memories, which i cannot forget, no matter how much i try. and maybe, i don't want to forget...because no matter what, it still brings a smile to my face, and maybe, someday, the weird, fuzzy, happy feeling that washes over me and brings me to a state of euphoria, will slowly die down to just another happy memory. because, sometimes, all it takes is time.
# angel, that was what you were to me.
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the girl.
Sufi
Family is my heart
Friends are my oxygen
Having fun is my passion
Music is my soul
