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quote of the day:

lol

"You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one."- James A. Froude

aah

very useful

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tensaisama San... Ni... Ichi! Boom~! says:

hai

arigatou

what happened to your bro?

that's why when i first read it:

yea?

I MUST TELL BEGUM!!

hahahaaww

An excerpt from a conversation i had with Maryam some several months back that i'd copied and posted on my blog back then. What Mary said on the tag board

*checks again . . Yes, I'm right *

kinda made me want to read some of those random posts. And i came across that. hahaa. I remember, that got me laughing a lot. Kinda made me feel a bit sentimental as well, reading one or two of them. Remnants of my past. hehe, okay, no need to be so melodramatic.

But really, i think I've come a long way from being the person i was only a year ago. I spoke of change, briefly, in my previous post. And you know, i think i've undergone a whole lot of that.

Amal says, ever since going to poly, i have unleashed my inner psychotic-ness. haha. Well, it is true that I've become more open-minded, more exposed, and definitely friendlier to the point of scariness?? hehex

But, i dunno. I kinda missed the girl from sec 4 pink. Sometimes a loner, other times, bouncing around class like the mad person she is. Those long, quiet months, were almost like a dream. thinking of it now, i can scarcely convince myself those memories were really real, they really do exist.

Haha, now i sound insane. I guess what I'm trying to say is, it feels so long ago, like it happened in another lifetime, to another girl who just happens to look like myself. I have my life now, and it feels so different.

I'm happy, always. I'm contented, and very, very satisfied. Not saying i wasn't a year ago. I was, but, in a different way. It felt different.

You know, i only hope, that, one day, I'll be able to get back to where i came from. I wasn't sure - i still am not now, but i was even more uncertain then - but somehow, that was okay. I remember feeling that, sometimes, when i was alone, i would metamorph into someone almost entirely different from the loud, boisterous person i tended to be. Not that that was all a front, it was most definitely a part of who i was, but then, i liked being quieter. And softer. But i could only be that way alone, or perhaps, with a very select group of people.

Anyway, enough of reminiscing, and hogging the spotlight yes, i know, it's my blog, but really, we could be discussing more important stuff, like how to accomplish world peace, and the fact that here are thousands of people hungry, homeless, and loveless. Which of the three dyou think is the worst?

hehe. life goes on nya? Even so, it's nice to think back sometimes