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* Anyone can make you cry. But not everyone can make you happy. So hold on to the people that make u happy=D
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23 May 2008 @ Friday, May 23, 2008


Just came back after after getting Report book(: My L1R4 is over 30point): which I am so disappointed. With this kind of sh*t result, my class level position is 11 out of 26? See, my class really flung their Mid-Year & this is how we say Good-bye to our Direct Poly Adimission): & My level position for Sec5 is 33 out of 61):

Teacher said good things about me, ha-ha. She told my Dad to CUT OFF MY TELEVISION TIME): This the is thing which I am so sad about): All right, I shall take up teacher's advice(: When back from home, I only watch ONE HOUR of Television show PER DAY, & as for weekend is TWO HOURS PER DAY! & the rest of the time shall be STUDYING ; STUDYING & STUDYING(: Hope I am able to make it(:


& teacher said to Dad that ADELINE & ME are very very very good friend(: Which is so TRUE! & said we encourage each other to study, loves to talk to each other during lesson time and so on blah blah blah.
& Said I am not as playful as last time she also mention that I had become more SENSIBLE than before! Ha-Ha(: I am so happy:D Anyway, before I leave the classroom teacher wish me good luck for my Monday O's Chinese Paper she expect an A2 from me.

After than went home with Dad we bus-ed down to Punggol interchange instead of Hougang Mall. When reached interchange, memories bring me back to the past, used to fool around with friends over there and Min used to accompany me to wait for bus at there and so on... many many more.

Anyway, I have change my taggie back to CBOX(:

Think shall end here, if not the post is going to be an Emo one(: I loves to keep my blog positive(: Hee-Ha!

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Teardrops On My Guitar Song Lyric(:

Drew looks at me.
I fake a smile so he won't see
What I want and I need
And everything that we should be.

I'll bet she's beautiful,
That girl he talks about.
And she's got everything
That I have to live without.

Drew talks to me.
I laugh, cause it's so damn funny
That I can't even see
Anyone, when he's with me.

He says he's so in love.
He's finally got it right.
I wonder if he knows
He's all I think about at night!

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star.
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.

Drew walks by me.
Can he tell that I can’t breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly.

The kind of flawless I wish I could be.

She better hold him tight,
Give him all her love,
Look in those beautiful eyes,
And know she's lucky, cause

He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star,
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.

So I drive home alone.
As I turn out the light,
I'll put his picture down,
And maybe get some sleep tonight.

Cause he's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar,
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart,
He's the song in the car I keep singing,
Don't know why I do.

He's the time taken up,
But there's never enough.
And he's all that I need to fall into.

Drew looks at me.
I fake a smile so he won't see.