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Friday, October 07, 2005

In primary school, I used to fill in pretty notebooks. Things such as my details, address and hobbies. I dont know when the craze started but I remembered the rapid exchange of such books. There's just so many changes in my primary classes that such practise is rampant every year end.

While filling these pretty books, I enjoyed flipping through previous entries and simply read. Its fancinating for me to see a creatively written page, instead of the usual "name, add,bdae" thing. Everybody was just trying so hard to be the cool one, the one whom people will look for after the change. They want to be remembered. So I wrote outrageous things.I want to be remembered too....but those must have made them remember me only too well...maybe that's why they don't ever contact me.....sigh...

Which makes me wonder, is it coz I'm wierd that's why the kids lay off me? I dont conform so leave me alone? I don't know. I only remember Pri2 & 4 days are the best I got out of my school. Even the bloody Em1 stream ensured me nothing. I only have myself to blame actually.

& it so happened that I saw this primary days girl today. I never did like her. The feeling's mutual. She was walking with this ugly guy who's obviously her bf. I can't help but think "Ha! & that's the kind of guy you get? at least mine's a sergerant lei". So much for the pri beauty queen. Pui!

& He remarked there's alot of me to think about.

What comes to your mind when you think of me? Sms me to tell me lei....
1:15 PM