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Cheers, to your life.: June 2012

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 21 June 2012. It's almost coming to a hundred days now. You are still not forgotten. Thanks for blessing me and my exams this semester. It has been a rollercoaster ride. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Toa Payoh Medodist Church. Berufsakademie Mosbach, Germany. Physical Training Instructor in the Army. Currently in University of Queensland, Brisbane Australia! View my complete profile. Wise man once said. I am more than I appear to be,.

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Cheers, to your life. Monday, 21 May 2012. Why is it so difficult to move on? It just keeps coming back. You think I want it to? I'm sick of trying to move on. This should not have even happen to you at all. Stuffs like that should not happen to good people like you. Why must you be taken away from us? Cliche, but if I could just turn back time. I don't think some of us actually realized how much hurt we caused. It's uncountable. Unbearable. Irreversible. 2012 has been such a bad year all round.

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Cheers, to your life.: 3rd Month.

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 21 June 2012. It's almost coming to a hundred days now. You are still not forgotten. Thanks for blessing me and my exams this semester. It has been a rollercoaster ride. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Toa Payoh Medodist Church. Berufsakademie Mosbach, Germany. Physical Training Instructor in the Army. Currently in University of Queensland, Brisbane Australia! View my complete profile. Wise man once said. I am more than I appear to be,.

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Cheers, to your life.: March 2012

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 29 March 2012. Now Rest well, my friend. 9th August 2011, QUT Brisbane, Australia. New web. New post. New beginning. Maybe it's a tribute to you, or just my way of remembering you. But I feel I had to do something, because I'm afraid. Afraid that I will forget what happened, and that I will forget you. Hence, leftablog.blogspot.com. In remembrance of you, my friend, my housemate. Richie (middle). And yes, that's a Singapore flag tattoo on his face. Doing a kind act everyday.

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Cheers, to your life.: May 2011

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Cheers, to your life. Monday, 30 May 2011. It's all my fault. It's my fault that I left you on 140211. It's my fault I can't be there when you need me. It's my fault if i go out and enjoy myself here, while you have to stay at home. It's my fault when i decided to travel, rather than go back sg. IT'S MY FAULT that i decided to come to Australia in the first place. It hurt me what you said today. And I felt really disappointed and sad. But still, i appreciate you telling me, so I can change. I can never be.

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Cheers, to your life.: September 2011

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Cheers, to your life. Wednesday, 21 September 2011. Strong people know how to keep their life in order. Even with tears in their eyes, they still manage to say "I'm ok" with a smile. Send this to a strong person. I just did.". Close friend of mine just sent me this message. I smiled for a moment, but then stopped to think about it. I felt undeserving of it. I cringe and crumble under stress easily. And start to emit my negative emotions. How is this strong? He's right, coming to think of it. Berufsakadem...

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Cheers, to your life.: July 2011

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 28 July 2011. Did i make the right decision at that point in time? I think i deserved to get laughed at, even though she didn't mean it. At least others knew what they wanted. Which is extra time to study. And they got the results they desired. I was contemplating, to go or not to go, until the very last moment. So I thoroughly deserve the results that I've gotten. And can blame no one about it. I want to be optimistic. Like a particular friend of mine. Tuesday, 5 July 2011.

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Cheers, to your life.: May 2012

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 24 May 2012. Another Singaporean brother bites the dust. I don't know whether I have seen you before in NDU. But you do look quite familiar. Hope you will bless your parents and your loved ones. Rest well now, Tam Song Choon aka Kang kang. Http:/ sg.news.yahoo.com/mystery-surrounds-shock-death-of-part-time-student.html. Monday, 21 May 2012. Why is it so difficult to move on? It just keeps coming back. You think I want it to? I'm sick of trying to move on. So many more cases.

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Cheers, to your life. Thursday, 29 March 2012. Now Rest well, my friend. 9th August 2011, QUT Brisbane, Australia. New web. New post. New beginning. Maybe it's a tribute to you, or just my way of remembering you. But I feel I had to do something, because I'm afraid. Afraid that I will forget what happened, and that I will forget you. Hence, leftablog.blogspot.com. In remembrance of you, my friend, my housemate. Richie (middle). And yes, that's a Singapore flag tattoo on his face. Doing a kind act everyday.

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Cheers, to your life.

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Cheers, to your life. Wednesday, 17 October 2012. Not really looking forward to celebrate this year's birthday. For the past day, all I can think about is you. 7 months on, and I still can't forget. And as i write this post. Class95 plays Mariah Carey - Bye bye. Oh the f*king irony. I never knew I could hurt like this. And everyday life goes on like. I wish I could talk to you for awhile. I wish I could find a way try not to cry. As time goes by. And soon as you reached a better place. I don't wanna say.