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My house's sold. I hope I get a nice new home with a nice new room of my own! And somewhere convenient.
Anyway, I was clearing my stuff just now, and I came across my Sec 3 diary hahahahahaha! Mad hilarious I tell you. It's funny how within a few years we can change so much; our personality, our thinking.
I was like a young girl following others footsteps before, not having a mind of my own. Falling in love so easily, where that so-called "love" wasn't the love that I thought it was. Can't believe I was so stupid to not differentiate from the people who would treat me well and the people who just made my life plain miserable. Having friends who come and go, and some who stayed by me throughout. I'm so happy I'm gna be turning 18 soon! I love the life I'm having now. Because I finally have someone so wonderful to spend my days with. Someone I know I can rely on, someone I know I'll never ever get sick of. What's most important is that, he loves me for who I am.

Hi, I just had the sudden urge to blog. I'm done with exams for the whole semester and gna step into Year 2 very soon. Hope I'll do better then and pull my GPA up.
Time passes, it's alr nearing the end of the 3rd month of the new year. So many things have happened, sometimes they get so scary, that things start to feel so different. Sometimes, you just nvr seem to stop smiling. But life's like that isn't it.
I don't know why but my mood's been rather swingy recently. How many of you have ever felt loved, but end up thinking whether what you've felt before is true? How many of you have ever felt that the things you're doing are so not worth it, but it's because the person that you're doing it for, is someone you simply can't ignore?
Life's so complicated. You wouldn't know whether ones' telling the truth or not. I'm not born with special powers to differentiate the truth and lies apart. But I guess sometimes you just have to believe. Because with faith, comes hope.

After walking through these 17-going-18 years of my life, I've come to realise how very weak I am.
I cry at the slightest things, get paranoid/stressed up at the slightest things. No matter how minor it is, it'll eventually find its way and take its toll on me.
I do have a really broad imagination, one that can bring me faraway to the things that would never ever happen. But I still tend to put myself into those impossible situations, and lose myself all over agn.
And when I feel like I've fallen to the bottomless pit, everything else just pretty much seem to suck.
Except, for the people who never fail to be there.