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Qiao Wen
17
Ngee Ann Poly
Dreamer

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Science Fanatic

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Backstabbers
Liars and Cheaters

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To livepast SEVENTEEN
To stay close to Family and Friends
To be stronger and better
To stay humble
Not succumb to the temptations of caffeinated and dairy products



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Friday, 4 May 2012 22:46

So yea, I've been a great deal busy and all that stuff. Moving on to a totally new environment and all has made me feel quite out of place but I'm adapting great. Still, I can't help but have this feeling that people get near me so as to make use of me. (Like people who aren't really interested in being with me cause I rarely ever even talk and hang out with them.) I just got this feeling that they're making use of me so that they can ask me school work and related things. Still, hasn't life always been like this? It's so realistic. So what to do? Guess I'll just hope for the best, that they are just not purely making use of me but also seeing me as a friend. I never get why I have high hopes on people even though I know that the more I expect, the more disappointment I would receive at the end of the day. 

Great things happen. Happy and sad. Angry and depressing. Still they are lessons to be learnt in life. I'm so young and ignorant. I am, despite how wise I might seem to appear on the surface but inside of me I'm nothing but like a lump of mashed up potato. I feel too ashamed to face some people. People that have done more than they should to help me. People that have put in so much effort just to help me get better. People that I've hurt but they just relentlessly come to my help when I need them. I feel that I've disappointed them very much and I don't know how I am supposed to face them until I become a better person.

Enough about the bad things. Life hasn't been too far bad though. I've met a bunch of good friendly friends. I would say. Friends but not friends in common. Friends that are together to endure through the survival in the school but not the kind that share interest, believes and hobbies in common. We're all so different from each other. Yet we seem to be able to get along well, which is actually very surprising. I'll continue on other things soon. (:




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