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Friday, May 28, 2010
5:11 AM

**tiny update

I just saw an old friend's fb cause he asked me how I was the other day.
Its so scary how people grow up so fast.
He earned 70k+ by doing a job. (IDK what job it is if not I'd be rich by now)
That's just 10% of it. Of course, it was a shared business.
He just took off in a A380 jet to Japan as well. (for work)

I met him during primary school in the tuition centre.
The centre is pretty famous at that time.
He was one of the guy friends that I was close to and kinda had a crush on.
But even then you could tell that he was good at dealings with business.

I remember that there was one occasion that he made a bet that I couldn't finish my Chinese essay in time, before class ended.
His bet was 50 bucks. No conditions.
It was the kind of unfair deal that no teen would agree to.
If I didn't finish, I won't lose anything either.

So... Obviously I rushed that essay.
But as you know... little miss slow poke here would take 10 mins to write one Chinese character.
So I kinda cheated till the end. It was slightly pass the deadline and I sneakily told him I did hand in before the deadline.

But Mr gentleman here was kind enough to not spoil my ego.
And I kinda rubbed it in reminding him every 5 mins abt the deal and asking him where my money is.
OBVIOUSLY I would have thought that he was joking about the money right!!! LIKE WTF!!!
50 bucks is like a MILLION dollars to a 11/12 year old kid.

So, the next week, before tuition, Mr gentleman DID FUCKING HAND ME THE 50BUCKS and asked me to keep it. (He kinda insisted.)
Being the greedy and snotty brat that I am at that time(hopefully not now), I took it and kept it.
~end of story~

But throughout all these years I've never forgotten about the 50bucks.
I know I would one day return the 50bucks to him but its like how the hell am I supposed to do that???


Randomly post a wall post on fb:

"Hello. Remember the 50bucks you lost in a bet about 6 years ago? I wanna return it to you."

WTF. NO WAY LAH! It would be damn embarrassing if he didn't rmb. OR WORSE! Ignore my comment...
PLUS. He is fucking rich now. Why would he wanna spend $$ on transport to meet me to get back a measly 50dollar note? (He has always been rich but its prob his parents' money when he was younger)


Okay... but seriously...
It suddenly hit me that people whom you think wouldn't make it big because it is pretty impossible and not realistic in life, WILL!
You will never know if the good friend whom you lost touch for a long period of time would suddenly become a BIG shot one day.
It gives me hope but despair as well.
I know that they work hard and prob have to be extra savvy to start a business or continue one.
But can you imagine how I feel beside them?

I think I have WAY too successful friends.
It scares me sometimes and obviously make me feel inadequate.
It seems like I'm not trying hard enough.(NOT that I am la. But I just wish I was)

I have ambitions too. But when I think of them realistically I realize that it is going to be hard trying to accomplish them.

I'm scared to death now. Suddenly don't feel like growing up. (Though I'm still happy with the fact that I'm legal with most things that concerns themselves with age.)

Fuck. I feel like crying...



p.s. NO! I'm not suicidal or under depression. Thank you.

p.p.s Did I mention that he was born just 8 days after me? Also, the fact that his brother is the same age as mine and in the same secondary school right now.

p.p.p.s I just found out that he is in the same school as me as well. But we've never bumped into each other.


Its a small world after all.

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Saturday, May 22, 2010
3:52 AM

The whale leaps.
As high as he can imagine.
Piercing the water,
from peak to peak.
Is a yearning for the sky reflected in his eyes?
What if this high point is not merely the sky, but something far higher?
If he knew of the infinite glitter of the stars,
would his dreams soar even higher?

Even if one doesn't know why,
to live is to constantly reach out.
Not a nervous restlessness,
but a constant motion of the heart.

-Nino, Arakawa under the bridge


I love this show.


Venus is your neighbour, so why can't you feel the love?

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Sunday, May 02, 2010
3:51 AM

I'm blogging now for obvious reasons.
I don't do it often enough.
lol

okay. its 3.52 in the morning now.
I have nothing to say apart for the fact that I needa go to the loo. (not that you need to know)

Sorry guys. I'm just so uninspired nowadays.
Way too cheery. I'm mostly inspired when im in the emo state.

OKay. gtg. nature call... plus i needa change my ham-ham's bedding. :D

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