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Thursday, May 08, 2008
allowed entry at 9:30 pm

It all boils down to self-worth.
Knowing your own value and not to diminish the respect you have for yourself.
Unless you don't have any, then there's no doubt that it's really sad.

Look at yourself in the mirror, scrutinize yourself before judging others.
I don't care what people think of me, cause everyone has their own opinions.
No opinions are right and none are wrong either.
I don't have to fight just to prove I'm right, though I have all the urges in the world to do so.
I know myself better than anyone will ever do.


If you took pure Literature like I did, or even have common sense at all, you'd know that there's two sides to every story.
There's the bad and the good.
The pros, and also the cons.
Do not always think you're right.
Try putting yourselves in other's shoes, have empathy. Stop giving sympathy.



The paragraphs on top has got nothing to do with school/Event Management.
So on an entirely different note, a lot of hoohah has been caused by what's been said in our blogs.

I have no idea why I'm always in a class that's always getting the attention of the school management.
I'm always in a class where people have things to prove to others.
All this reminds me of my secondary school life, 1/4, 2/4, 3/6 and 4/6.
The notorious classes of which the teachers are always complaining about, dreading to teach.
3/6 drove out a teacher once, made him a wreck and wanted to quit.
Which he did in the end, and I still wonder what happened to him.
Throughout the 4 years, teachers were crying, leaving abruptly and stuff. Funneehhhh.


But professionally speaking,
I'd have to give my sincere apologies to anyone and everyone who were hurt upon reading my blog, which I'm pretty sure no one was cause I was just trying to lift the spirits of my classmates of IEG.
And also thanks to Amir/Hafiza/Johnie/Telvin's group of Red Dot Productions, telling me that they hold no grudges.
I hope Girl Power Productions holds none too.
We all did good <33333323582524
And please don't let this get in the way of friendships. Dang it.

Happy to see that Mrs. Heng and Mrs. Jacqueline Tan knew how we felt.
I remember clearly, and will always remember when Mrs. Heng said and I quote "I'm going to shred the documents later and this case is closed.".
And oh, Mrs. Jacqueline Tan is by far the best class advisor I've had.



I have no idea what to write anymore.
And I'm not a formal kind of person so I don't know how to write a 'letter of apology'.
I bet no one's reading all this.
-_____________-"


Kay ciao <3333