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I'm eighteen this year. Born on 9th Jan 1992. Currently year 2, studying in Singapore Poly Digital Media course. I am in SP daiko club and I'm attached ♥ =3
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Thursday, June 10, 2010

I'm sitting alone at a table all to myself.
Just few moments ago, with notes in front of me, I suddenly came up with weird thoughts.
While my back was facing and open space, a sudden stranger just come up to me and stab me with a knife into my back. D= Siao sia.
Then i went on thinking how will i react in that second. Of course the very first thing that i will feel is tremendous pain. Stuggling in pain, not knowing what to do, i came up with alot of possibility that i will do later on. 1. Fall onto the ground and stuggle with the pain while bleeding to death. 2. A cleverer idea of course, is to reach out to my handphone and dial anybody that is the closest. Which i immediately came up with junhao.
Then i continue thinking about what will carry on further. Like how junhao will rush out to me and looking horrified to see a knife stick into my back and how i will cry to ask him to pull the knife out.

Ok im insane.

Just had nothing to do and doesnt feel like revising and is digressing by thinking nonsense and typing it out like now.
Ok, back to notes.




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