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Date ; Sunday, October 09, 2011
Time ; 12:10 AM
Title ; wondering

wondering whether i have found my place in school. I spend so much time there and sometimes i feel like i belong and then sometimes that feelings totally disappears and i think of the people around me and whether they really know me or not.
Almost one year has passed and things have really changed since i first stepped into school on the first day. I will always miss having recess gang around and my relatively carefree life. I miss walking down corridors and recognising every single one of your batch mates. Not knowing everyone in school just seems to take away the element of home, because who wants strangers in their home anyway?
i am very grateful for the friends i have made though. i do believe i have made some friends that can last but then again i always think maybe not, and even then that number is tiny. but still, grateful for the people who really care about me and take the time to always ask if i'm okay or just to talk.

this post is just a random spew of things in my head. if it doesn't make sense to you, it probably isn't making sense to me either. I really don't speak very coherently do i.

Doesn't matter i guess since no one reads this anymore. Only me, like 5 years on.