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nisy's
Sunday, May 24, 2009 @ 12:00 am

in 4days' time, i'm gonna have to face the real world. THE REAL WORLD.
i've always asked myself, what would i be doing after getting a diploma?
and the ultimate one, what would i do WITH that diploma? yet, there's no definite answer.
you know, somehow, i felt the 3 years i spent working hard, trying to achieve good grades&pleasing my parents may just be a waste of time&money.
but ohwells,what's done can't be undone..

in anyways, i'm just glad that at least, my parents would be proud and happy seeing me going up that stage,receiving something that they've wanted to see. (:
&that itself would make myself happy.....for a moment, or better,a day.

p/s:aisyahhhhh u havent been updating here eh! i've only seen posts from me,ernie and rau. haha. come, give us a piece of your mind. LOL.

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if you can,for once,let me have the time of my life now.
yes, i'm a girl/a lady and shouldnt be staying out late.
but have i,in any ways,offend you so much?
i've been good long enough. and its sickening, its tiring.
i'm still questioning, why now? why, me?
for the months i worked hard at starhub..whats it for?
ohh, i know, i get it..
IF i'm working at a prestigious company and earning big bucks now, you wouldnt have been like this, would you? you wouldnt be complaining when i come home late, would you?

urgh,ridiculous. now,prove me wrong!


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