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So shagged now. Sports day was alright, i ran 3 sprints back to back. Among which two were neck to neck, lost to creativity, won compassion. I guess height does matters, the longer you are, the higher the probabilty of any body part crossing the finishing line first. Alittle muscle strain here and there, not even my butt is aching, so much for muscles. After sports day was totally horrible. Like my worst day ever in my entire 14 years. So much that i can write a compo about it already. So i will just list it out rather than type out a whole chunk. - Had to hold my pee for ultra long till i found a toilet. - Found a toilet but there's a darn long queue. - The person in front of me that used it didn't flush. - Couldn't think of where to go. - Opened my bottle of root beer that had been shaken in my bag, all over my hands. - Couldn't find a rubbish bin to dispose the tissue and had to hold it for so long. - Lost my wallet on the way when someone is fucking hungry. - Had to travel back to find. Okay, there's more but i'm tired. That is like enough action for one day man.

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I wonder if you still visit here, where did the telepathy go, I used to be able to read your mind. Times when i pick up my phone about to sms you, your sms would come in. I will know its you everytime, and with a smile, open and read your message. You never failed me to make me happy, with me smiling at the things you say. What happened now, i still have got burning questions in my head, i need some answers. But, i know i will perhaps never have a chance to ask you. I don't want to give up, that's not my way of doing things, so don't make me. Continuing my prayers every night, holding fast to the what may become just memories. You are my one and only. I'm gonna be faithful and loyal to only one person. " True love isn't about loving a perfect person, but an imperfect person perfectly. "

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I've typed and backspaced so many thousands of times. I don't know what to say, what to think. Went overnight fishing on Sunday. Standing on the bridge, looking at the water below, at the cars rushing past on the road. I thought of you, your photo which i saw in your house, you holding a fishing rod. A tear of mine dropped and joined the vast sea of water. I lay on the bridge, staring up the night sky, and for every star i saw, i wished a wish, hoping that they will come true, before putting you back to the back of my mine again. But remember this, you'd always be the first in my heart.

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Talking to You every night and whenever i have the space to, constantly praying and asking for your guidence. And now i guess i've got the answer. Thanks for everything, and now i've to be on my own to handle things, let see how this goes.. Seeing you smile today, i smiled too. When the night comes again, you'd be in my mind once more, and i will think of the happy times we had together. For now, you're happy, i'm happy.

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Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be your name. Your Kingdom come, Thy will be done, On earth as in heaven Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our sins, As we forgive those who sin against us. Lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours. Now and forever. Amen. Dear God, pave and light my way and lead me to where i should go.

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Have tried my utmost best for this exams. Awaiting for results now, in fear and hope, for a miracle to change things. Give me a chance, to prove things to you. To show you its possible, just one chance is all i ask for. Dear God, guide me in this path, to the truth and light.