Liangying,

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15 august 1995

Because the past, is like a time bomb.

An illustration from miss chua's site(:

The preps is passing so quickly it hardly felt like an exam.
And at this rate, im starting to get seriously worried for O's.

I came across something today: Sometimes you don't tell anyone anything, not because you don't want to. But you just find it hard to find someone who will really care about your feelings. Sometimes it's just difficult to find someone who will think the same way as you.
-P.

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