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Wednesday, February 6, 2008
It's been like one year since i posted. ( Yea , yea I know it's stupid that i can lose my blog password)


Reading all my past misdeeds and random actions brought back a sense of nostalgia sprinkled with amusement. Comparing myself then and now , i feel that i'm slightly more mature then last time. Where i would burst into a tirade. Yes. Kicking and screaming for justice and blood. That was the old me.

Now I'm even better. Armed with a parang and stiletto. Super Apple shall dish out justice!


Kidding. If i could even do justice to my smelly old socks waiting to be washed.



On a more serious note ,today was the eve of Chinese New Year. Not many people were there, it was sort of saddening. Glancing back at the crumbly old clock tower brings back many fond memories. Rolling on the field , getting mud on my shirt and throwing cockroaches into pencil cases were my specialties. Not to mention the dead caterpillar that became a mummy with the help of my correction fluid.


Memory lane may not be exactly a flower bed, but whatever forlorn memories that it brings is a treasured one. It shaped me into who i am, crafted my character and etched that spastic grin onto my face .


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