They call me Em. Or M.
Love like you've never loved before; don't hold back. Always love a cappuccino with toast and some newspapers. Enjoy the quiet mornings. Oh and hang on tight to those heartstrings - they are all that matters! Most importantly: LOVE GOD, love people.
Let's be the salt and light of the earth
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if you can pick it up you can let go
true?
don't know.
would a friendship band or capturing the last bit of everyone in a book work? Seriously: I don't wanna know. i think..ok i just hope that everyone would stay in my heart lar. (cause i have the tendency to forget names. OOPS.) yah. what i remembered was that in pri 6 parting wasn't that difficult for me. AND MY TEACHER LOST MY AUTOGRAPH BOOK. that was the last straw. and i didn't want to bother myself anymore. so.. the bit of everyone was just..erm.. LOST LAR. i didn't cry. but i think i would this year. definitely. i realised that people either turn nice or bratty when they come to secondary school. fortunately for me i saw most of the kinder ones.. i don't know what to do to show them how much i appreciate their actions or words and i know buying them birthday presents isn't enough. the best year of everyone's life should be our sec 2 life (at least this is what i think). but am i really going to live my life without knowing how i lived it? am i going to just let go so easily? am isupposed to do nothing at all? my hands are tired. my brain is tired. i just..couldn't carry out actions as easily. i really really hope i could do something to make this year the best i could. i know it's late. but i have to grasp the last of it in my hands before it..disappears.
it'll never be the same again
i saw how difficult it was for you. i know i couldn't say much, now that what's over is over. And i also know that saying sorry doesn't compensate you. so.. i guess i finally seen how painful it was. lol.. too late, isn't it? i live my life, and you live yours. YAYY. and just to tell you: I FINALLY KNOW HOW TO RIDE A BICYCLE. AND I LEARNT IT MYSELF. I GOT THE TOUCH DURING THE PREVIOUS SENTOSA TRIP AND I SHOWCASED IT THE SECOND TIME WE WENT THERE. THANKYOU THANKYOU.. THIS CLEARLY SHOWS THAT MY SENSE OF BALANCE IS UBERLY FANTASTIC. AND I CYCLED FOR 1 HOUR. YAYYYYYYYYY
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