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to you they crawl, body sprawl
smoking Paul Malls
close call, stand tall
Doll, you make them feel so small
JUST A SMALL TOWN GIRRRLLLL.
Thursday, June 17, 2010 12:00 AM

i think i was quite the havoc back in my secondary school days. spent most of my time after school hanging out at cineleisure/pacific plaza/forum with kids from other schools if i'm not out with my classmates. we'd watch each other skate (or sk8, HA!) , sit around and chit chat, EAT LONG JOHN (OMG CINE LONG JOHN!) , meesiam at graffiti cafe, play pool, bowl (which i still suck at), gossip about fellow TOWNERS ( as we were then called). we'd know the latest gossip from every school, who's sleeping with who, so fucking gossip girl. those teenage dramas. tsk. and sneaking into clubs with borrowed IDs at age 14, clubbing, drinking, hanging out til late on a school night, going to school with 3-4 hours sleep. dragging drunk friends out of clubs during police raids, crashing parties, attending gigs/concerts. IT WAS AWESOME.

i guess i was still like that in the earlier part of jc, but i sort of mellowed down after getting together w barty. actually, i mellowed down A LOT. which i guess is good. makes me grounded? idk. im glad that i actually had the phase where i could experience doing crazy shit. but im also kinda glad it's over. though i miss hanging out with some of my friends. ( i'm just rambling on.)

i just recently went back to facebook and some of them managed to track me down and added me, and i saw that most of them are doing pretty well, which i guess is good though it kinda got me thinking. those people whom i have to drag out of clubs during police raids or just goofing till late with are studying biotech in ucl, law in king's college, double degree in duke etc. WTF?! i guess they are smart to begin with but the feeling kinda sucks. makes me wonder what went wrong, or whether i should have continued to study during Os, study earlier during As, study harder during uni. fuck. i could have done better. ARGH. but at least im a university graduate.

AH FUCK IT , that part of my life is already over. i was just blindly following my friends and head to a jc and all without thinking of my interests or my career options. didnt go poly because i didnt want to wake up everyday having to think of what to wear. seriously, what kind of a reason is that?! i think i would have done better in a poly. fuck fuck fuck.

AHHHHHH I DONT KNOW WHAT IM RAMBLING. THIS IS A FUCKING RETARDED POST.

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