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Sunday, August 05, 2007
@ 1:46 PM

havnt really got the mood to blog nowadays. everytime open the "create post" page, it will end up be closed cruelly without being posted.

bdae coming real soon. almost forgot about it. i mean, i thot it would be like at least another 2 weeks away instead of 1 week. lost sense of time.

3 years poly has almost come to an end as well. as next semester wun be spent on campus but out to attachment, it is considered that poly days have ended with the CFAS presentation last week. final project for the 3 years in NP. quite a success though, a kind of ending we would want to close a chapter. satisfactory and not those 'wish-i-were...." stuff

talking abt the bdae chalet, i wasnt very sure if i wan it to be a crowded with all "acquaintances" whosever names appear my handphone will be there, or just a cosy event with the presence of people who are truly meaningful to me, to share with me the joy (and sadness) of turning 21...wish i could tow my family all the way from vietnam here...

heard from Mum that my bro has become almost a giant. 13 year old, standing at 1.67m, weighing 63kg, play tennis and addicted to computer game. big boy. and i wasnt there when he transfrom from just a cute cuddly little thing into what he is now...so much to exchange for something supposed to be better...

heard Mum cry and felt so powerless, so utterly helpless...told myself time and again to call back home at least once a week. yet time and again found myself indulge in procastination and push that to "tomorrow". tomorrow has come, not with me calling back but with a crying Mum calling for me...

21st, people are supposed to be a grown up...



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