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About Rose:
I grew up in Singapore, lived in Melbourne but currently call London home. I love gastronomic adventures, especially while travelling. I stated writing at 17 to remember how it all began.


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11 May 2003

9.37pm; sunday

*posted up photos* bad feeling bout the coming week.. sigh..i'm so tired... really wish the A's would be done soon.. or tournament at least.. trying to cope with both is an arduous task.. struggled with geog homework just now.. hmm.. i always give it my all for geog.. but today i really couldn't push myself.. don't think i'll do well for this assignment.. there's just so much to do.. it isn't that there's too little time.. just too tired, too repetitive, monotonous and mundane.. been thinking.. sometimes it's just facetious that when expecting for something to turn out the way you think it will, the opposite happens.. or something to that effect at least.. it's horribly corny to say "expect the unexpected".. but sometimes it'd just help to know what's going to happen, then maybe, you wouldn't have to risk falling, or getting hurt.. but life i suppose, is about picking yourself up after faltering, and healing from those wounds.. and that will go away after a while...but.. there'll always be scars... and that, that won't go away...

"it's been building up inside of me
for oh, i don't know how long..
i don't know why but i keep thinking
something's bound to go wrong..."
-don't worry baby, beach boys


rose | 14:52


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