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My name is Munling. You dont know one lah!

My name is Germaine. I love my friends, esp wanling.

My name is Wanling. I looooooooooooooooove to disturb everyone. Watch out.

My name is Ruimin. I'm in Hongkong.

My name is Limin. I'm darn busy, don't call me unless your sidang.

My name is Christabel. I'm always hungry.hehe

My name is Jingwen. LOL!
Saturday, November 1, 2008
i would do so much to get my past back
























































tonight was great fun.










gossiping,eating,updating,camwhoring.




















sometimes, i really wonder how much i will be willing to give up to turn back time, to lead the life which i complained about so much in the past once more.at least life then was more fulfilling and encouraging in many ways. i admit im feeling emo:(




















but then again, how come is it that we never went out like the way we do nowadays in the past? perhaps, we really need to lose something before learning how to treasure it. when we had so much time with each other, we simply took everything for granted.now, even saying goodbye before we leave seems..almost emotional?rather than in the past where we would jz leave notes on each other's tables,informing each other that we 'had something on and had to rush off'




















talking about what happened(eg:what happen on deepavali,long distance,un-straight ppl,bowling) made me feel as though we have all grown up so much more after we left XMS.this feeling was so strong tt it kinda overwhelmed me.its sort of a lost feeling...like an identity crisis.




















i loved tonight's outing.styrofoam board and everything.but the lost feeling hits me when i start reflecting on life. still wishing tt time would turn back and come to a stand still.

gerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr