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Monday, November 21, 2005

was thinking through the many things i've been through this year.
this year is gonna end.
a new year is about to begin.
some pics to refresh my memories.

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council camp.
reduced us to tears. but the droplet of tears were worth afterall.
we were no longer divided.
we are one. =)

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tang yuan made at jos house.
flour fight.
fun.

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bbq planned by council. =)

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mk's bdae.
PLUS cleaning up of jos balcony. hahaz.

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farewell party.

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farewell party.

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farewell party.

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obs.
tenzing. =)

ahhs~!
memories.
photographs are the best way to get back your memories. *smiles*

mum's weird.
she SUDDENLY asked me if i liked anyone.
out of nowhere.

our convo. (translated the whole convo to eng.)
mum: do you like anybody??
me: huhs??
mum: like feel your heart beating faster while talking to that person.
me: -_-"
mum: wont you feel weird going out with guys??
me: why weird? when we go out, i think the guys treat the girls like guys and the girls treat the guys like girls. we're all quite close le. so think dont feel weird.
mum: are you sure?
me: -_-" yes.

then, the phone rang.
-phews-
saved by the bell phone.
so quickly went off to the computer. hahaz.
if the phone didnt ring,
i predict more weird questions will come.
funny convo. hahaz.

life changes, but memories remains.


10:02 PM