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Hahahahahaha. I seriously nearly laughed till tears were rolling down. Lunch. Rara stayed and we were talking about school back home. I didn't know that being in a single-sex school was so different from being in a co-ed school. I mean. I know there is. BUt rara mentioned something about cheong and her being in co-ed school back home. and it was really different. about how we could be narrow-minded sometimes.

i'm not offended, not very at least. i just thought. HELLO!! i'm present you know.. but other than that. she was being general. so...

yeah yeah.. i know.. generalising and stereotyping is not very good. but it also does help make life easier.

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anyway, today's september 5th. 9 years. it's been so long. it's gonna be 10 years next year.

1 more year to a decade. it's not that hard to talk about it with close friends. but i still find it difficult to tell someone for the first time. like last saturday when we got kicked out because of the inspection thing... john, pris and i were sitting outside the girls' flat, just so conveniently basking under the sun. and then suddenly john asked "what does your dad do?"

i just shook my head, wearing a netural expression, and somehow the conversation topic changed. he did ask what THAT means, that being me shaking my head. i think i have pris to thank for that, changing the topic that is. not sure.. can't really remember. now, i'm wondering if my gang actually knows. September 5 usually falls in the septmber holiydays. as it is now.

i'm quite sure jas does. though i'm not sure, or i can't even remember how i told them/how they found out. wait.. did i tell them? coz i have absolutely no idea or recollection if i did that.

i don't feel comfortable asking my mum about it. i don't really like asking my mum about my dad at all.

and somehow, september 5 is supposed to be a sad day for me.

But, yet, i just carry on as if it was just an ordinary day. i didn't even remember it until i reached school this morning.

i have funk class tonight. my dad intro-ed me to dance.

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it's funny how you think you really know yourself
like you would never lose yourself to someone else
and i was up to thinking it was all about you and me
silly silly me

i should have never listened to a word you said
but i was always giving in to promises
i never should have gone for
I should never long for you no matter how hard it gets

And I want this to be over
I so want this to be through
In the end somehow it always comes back to you



class just ended. gotta go.