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title: Hello 2009.
date: Friday, January 2, 2009
time:12:28 PM
The new year's here, and I think I'm overly-excited about it. Though a fact which i got to know 20hrs ago should make me hate 2009, I think I'm really looking forward to this. Right now all my beloved PRPS friends are scattered all over Singapore, tearing us apart. They're probably in school now, getting to know their new friendsin their new school. And I pray to God that those new friends of theirs better take good care of my beloved primary school mates. They better not let them get wild and gone-cased MnM's [mat's and minahs]. I'm saying this cause I love 'em, ALOT.

So, my new beginning and a new chapter of life life will start when I enter the gates of Pasir Ris Crest Secondary School on Monday. There, I'll be following my New year resolutions; too many to explain. I've been a naughty girl in 2008. And trust me, even if I was a cristian celebrating Christmas, Santa wont be giving me any presents. There, I know I'd have to make resolutions, to make myself a better person. I know Secondary school's the place where teenagers test their parent's patience. I try to make myself not do that, though I know I will.

Wait, I just wanna state a fact that, softball guys in PRCS are freeeeeaking hot. Haha, random. So i guess I'll spend this weekend packing my stuff, photocopying this and that, doing whatever it takes to make my gorgeous bag safe for the year, everything to prepare myself for the new beginning.while doing that, I know I'll be tearing up, joy and sadness. Happy cause I'll be leaving my bad memories and make good ones. Sad that I'll know that I'll be in a different school, not PRPS. Which sucks, REALLY does.

All I can say, Hello 2009.

Zaan


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