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sharon, shi hui
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JAEL and AAR
27 may 1991
nineteen
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Monday, October 18, 2010 10/18/2010 10:32:00 PM

shit. im like back to the state where i keep bf here and bf there. im glad i sort of force myself to write the letter in one page. because we have been together for some time, how can one piece of paper summarize all the tears and all the laughter. okk.. maybe my bf never cry, but i did ok. and to be honest, the 8 points are only to pei he our 8 months only. and a few of them are also a little joke to make you laugh. and given my usual essay writing style, i don't think that one page is enough. i wonder if i should really my feelings down somewhere. like a secret diary that nobody knows about. and when i die or at my wedding or what then i can read out my feelings. but the problem is, you give me so many different feelings. i don't even know how to pen it down.

am i considered as not ambitious if i just want to be a housewife? because i don't see the point in working so hard at the office and earn big bucks like all the people at raffles place. all wear until so nice with iphone 4 and branded bags and clothes. in the end? all also rush into the train with that anxiousness to get a seat. and even though the train has space to stand, they wait for the next train and stand right in front of the door so when the next train comes, they get to sit down. if i have to be like them to be considered as 'successful', i rather be a housewife and teach my kids the right values. and hope that they don't grow up to be like the rest who is brainy yet have no character.


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