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Saturday, August 20, 2005

how does it feel to be
different from me <

ever since that day i skipped school.
ever since that day mr chia spoke to me and i cried.
ever since that day mrs ang said she was disappointed and i realised how many others i have disappointed.
ever since that day mr chia said he regretted making ---- the chairman, and me a vice chair.

i knew i dont ever want to disappoint anyone else.

everyone asked me WHY i did it. when i seriously started to think of an answer, i couldnt think of one. mr chia kept probing why why why. i seriously didnt know. why did i do it. the biggest regret of my life.

felix got into worse trouble than the three of us put together on that day. one more contract, one more yellow form, a few more demerit points, one more talking-to, a whole lot more of mother's tears, and finally expulsion. that was one thing i regretted, calling felix along.
high hopes, everyone had high hopes on me, mrs ang did when i was made vice chair, my parents did when i brought back my a1s and my position of vice chair. but those hopes were dashed the moment i got my first yellow form. the first booking of my LIFE.

the first time changes everyth.
the first time i got my yellow form, the second form was not much.
the first time i failed a test, passing didnt seem to matter anymore.
the first time i played ------, studying wasnt important already.
and as mrs ang said, if i wasnt caught skipping school, there would be a second time. when she said it, i knew it was the truth, no matter how many ppl i promised it would be my first and only time.

i promised myself that i would change.
did i?


throw me a lifeline
2:28 PM

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