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{ Dreamer }
Definition:

1. a person who dreams.

2. a person who lives in a world of fantasy; one who is impractical and unrealistic.

3. a person whose ideas or projects are considered audacious or highly speculative; visionary.
{ Marianne }

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
It was always you.

{ Past. }

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{ Wednesday, April 22, 2009 }

What a day.

Mr Tan's lesson was alright, then came the grouping thing. Which was one BIG HUGE sigh. Its still sad I guess.

Went to woman's house and guess what? Some big ass bee flew in luh! Like so many freaking times. it was scary. But we had fun running around from the kitchen to the living room back to the kitchen. HAHA! FUNNY!

Oh, I see a tinge of hope for my group this sem. Hopefully we'll do well. I'm quite sure we will. After all, 3 of us have already worked together before! (: So hopefully luh!

I actually started feeling a tinge of what 1B01 could be like united during Ms Low's class. And you know what? It felt good. Knowing that everyone had the heart to be together, had the heart to have fun together. Ah well. One can only hope.

Woman sprained her leg today. Tsk Tsk. Please be able to walk again tomorrow!

So plan for tomorrow, watching movie at Elton Seah's house before going to school for IS (: FIGHT CLUB OR MONSTER! Whichever one luh.




& aint no sunshine when she's gone.


{ fin }