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Times like these I miss cheerleading.
AC uni so chio.
My OG is so likeable.
I got nominated OG rep.
Should I join dance? Theatre? Council? Volleyball?
Dance is like everything I want- performing arts and I can get all flexibleee.
FLY LIKE A G6 FAIL LIKE A F9.
I don't mind waking up at 5.30 actually.
China studies or Art for H1.
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i'd rather an infinity of tiny explosions over forever than a blinding flash of d y n a m i t e.

"You know what? You're not fake."

Fffanks, ha ha.

Love is not a feeling, it's a choice.
(subbed into 1 Corinthians 13:4)

A choice to be patient, a choice to be kind. A choice not to envy, not to boast, not to be proud.
It's a choice not to be rude, a choice not to be self-seeking or easily angered and a choice to keep no record of wrongs.
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I'm down on my knees in need of a friend
And I find You waiting
Lord, I find You waiting there for me

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 Is what I want what You want?

'Parently not.
:-)

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AC was the one that stumped me.
I mean, I knew jc would be way different from secondary school, but I never realised it was a whole nother ballgame. H1, H2s, $2.50 chicken rice, running up and down five storeys, going to 'heaven', you get the idea. Then I saw the syllabi, the lit texts, the silent judging, the uni course requirements, the CRAZY ART ( Read more... )