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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Dear Ariel, It's time to move on. @ 10:02 PM
LOL HAHAHAHA.
Ky's Indian signature, laughed like mad. He's changed, not much of a friend anymore.
Cherlyn, our secret hideout :) -Winks-
When Eugene was still a noob, and Ethel didn't transfer.
HAHA, I remember this thing :)
When Sijing stayed until 6pm just to bus home with me.
The thing carnie spat out on my birthday celebration >> Waiter's expression was priceless.
Meowmeow.
When we still talked. Do we still? I don't know. But I sure miss talking to you every night.
'You look like my father!'
The day Gillian and Simin made up and made all of us cry :')
When I got tricked to going for a church event and ended up crying -.-
When a failed picture with Sj's foot made us LOL.
Look at this Ashley. Look at ashley now -jaw drops-
Xinwei's centre parting :)
Sijing's centre parting and Cherlyn's mop.
Kaiquan cupcakes.
Calvin. We don't even talk now :/
Bryce. Hahahahahahahha.
When Gillian fails :P
OMG, deodorant and mosquito repellent.
Really miss this.
Inside joke. I can't even remember alr.
The story of Carnie and Ariel, this is legendary.
His butt hahahahhaa.
I so remember this. So hilarious. We cencored and put girls gone wild or smthn. Laugh shiat.
After that day. From Dion and Gillian.
Smell my smelly armpit hahhahaha.
Sijing, PLEASE don't kill me for this :P
So funneh. Mother and Child.

A lot of past photos, I have so many many more.
Spent 2-3 hours looking through them. We've changed a lot haven't we? All of us.
The time when 10 people could share a lollipop.
When we still had our weekly pearl fights in the canteen.
When taupok was the best game.
Roaming the malls/library everyday without fail, together. Drinking bubble tea.
Going to each other's houses.
Playing scissorspaperstone to see who'd put back the plates and cups.
Making announcements to the class.
Texting the whole class above events and details even though like 20 people that spam me with questions that I don't know the answer too.
Keeping secrets, cause at least it means you trust me enough to tell me.
Knowing whatever new thing that happens in the clique(new bf, failed test, funny incidents).
Sitting with R during science lessons and irritating the crap out of joshua tan.
Gillian calling me to cry about relationship problems.
To be the shoulder anyone needs.
Chatting on the phone way into the night.
Etc, etc.
We've all changed, and things cannot be as innocent as before.





memories
in cold decay.