ha mr jj was askin abt my blog so i went back to have a look... and then i freaking missed writing like i used to. u know like writing like the way i am now and not scribbling some shit that nobody understands like i am talking to myself and i have all the facts known and just writes something irrelevant altogether. whatever it is... i think blogs are still wonderful despite all the stupid stuff said about them. it really is a diary... albeit public. (yea i was still thinking its a wonderful creation until jj starts his non-stop interrogation about everything's that on the blog)

so i suddenly miss abel very much... and realised how she is the only person i keep mentioning on the blog. u read the other blogs and they mention non-stop BLG. yes im so sorryyyyyy. now i'll mention all over to make up for the lost counts...


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hahaha. yea mistakes but forgivable. school's over. one more paper and thats it. no more meeting people in school. that sucks. lets leave all the reminiscing till next time. but pple do change dun they... from diff stages of their lives... like how abel slowly changed from her atheism. how miss kiwi change herself ALL THE TIME. and etc etc... lots and lots of changes. but some little catalyst goes hiding in your memories. it could be a song, a voice, a visual scene or even a scent... it triggers you to go all the way back to that point of time in history (ha! thats a big word i know)... to experience the emotions or the endearment of something or even the hankering for love (or how abel always like to say amore!)...

anyways time's up. back to mugging... YA RITE.