it's like back to secondary 1.
Some normal people, eejits in school uniforms, the 'mathas' and erm, terrorists.
(you would have never guess that the dress theme for the party was 'warrior of light' LOL)
deformed terrorist who kidnaps students.
miss lim asked them ro hug each other and this is what they did.
hug fest.
what are they planning to do????
tadah!! nerds in all their belty glory.
We ran from the foyer across the road, pass hall7, 8 and 9 to catch the VERY LAST shuttle bus to simei mrt. To think that we had been laughing at people running after the second last shuttle bus. LOL
I'm glad I was there up till the last moment near the stage surrounded by my sisters worshiping God till the last moment of 2007 in my CVSS uniform and not hiding in the toilet to stone and think so much that it would hurt.
A year of sabbath.
read psalms everyday.
start studying seriously from the timing of 8pm to 11pm.
refrain self from going online too often.
(I can't believe im thinking of resolutions again. seems too fast.. way too fast.)
actually start saving money.
be genuinely nicer.
be less sincerely sarcastic.
It seems to many people that a new year means a brand new slate with no mistakes yet made.As if we were given a chance to be better.As if time was a big eraser and all the parties/fireworks/cheering can get rid of the dust left behind by the eraser.oh well.
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