i don't even know who i'm typing for ok this is for future reference for myself when i look back and think of the horrible time prepping for A levels is. just wanting to make everything worth it. and i'm pretty sure if it was old me looking at the amount of words i'm typing out about my acads i'd be severing all ties with myself but..................... :-(
read through my crusty old diary (it wasn't really as crusty the same time last year but poo) and chanced upon some wise words by stella, smth about being in the hall and not wanting to regret that you could've done much better than your peers. regret would be a really great fear of mine.
so anw succumbed to temptation and bought myself cancerous koi and i drank bbt twice this week but bleh makes up for bbt deficiency since june hols or smth, and lunch w jodi joy jas jj esther and i'm wondering why everyone's name starts w the letter j maybe the j people just conglomerate to form a j clan. secretly feeling quite bad for not stepping in parkway for a real long time i think the last time was when magnum was in town and we ate beef newdles at the hawker ctr with lots of orange fishcakes. well today we had wanton mee and there was lots of hype about pierre png and andrea d cruz who were in super close proximity and twas all really exciting cos they were going to buy a mop or smth but didn't. and jodi with her nuts and yup.
life like this would be okay i guess.
happiness does not depend on what you have or who you are, it solely relies on what you think.thanks buddha. i'm tired of finding happiness so maybe it will come to me if i don't care about it. life works that way.
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