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Monday, April 16, 2007


It is so proven that im MISSING school and i am not alone....

How weird can it be? Close but far apart and im saying so is because, the gals and me, we stayed in the same country and singapore is not huge, we are working nearby which taking a train wont take more than half an hour, we have handphones which we can communicate everyday if we want to, we have the internet which we can chat and many other means of contacts but we are too busy with our own world...our own commitments...

ITE life will never be a memory if not for these gals. The gals which i laughed with till i teared, practically everyday and it was never enuf. The gals whom i spent most of the time trying to outwit each other with our pranks and we never declare who the winner was coz we never want to. The gals which was always with me through my ups and downs. The gals who motivates me to go to school everyday. These gals was my angels aka devils..haha

We had monthly picnics and it was always a mischievious, hilarious and memorable one. We took crazy pictures. We did crazy acts in school. We bullied the older ones and were never sorry. We teased the T.O. as if they were one of us and we were repentless if there is such a word..*sighs*

At times, i laughed over our naughty pranks, our silly mistakes and our girly talks.

For once i felt, education wasn't a bore.

Today, the gals and me are always busy running errands, managing with work and our love ones but once a while we will take a break and reminisce or at least make an effort to remember our lytle naughty past which lives till rite now and forever...

It took me 3 hours to blog this entry *phew* and this entry is a special tribute to THE GALS...

~ { 2:34 PM }
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