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Nurul Imma Wong
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Saint Andrews Junior College [08-09]
National University of Singapore [10-]
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    Sunday, March 6, 2011

    "i will not be affected by things that arent true." (repeat x 100000000 times)

    emotions hay-wire again tonight. wonder how i can feel sian (*dread*) and jumpy (yay!) at the same time. the weekend has gone and school starts tmr. came back to hall early this afternoon to study.

    somehow, i think my mum emo's when i go back to hall. and sometimes, i feel REALLY BAD cuz i may get over-excited when i talk about hall stuff and the friends i've made, that i'm worried she will think i dont like to go home. well, i DO like to go home. i LOVE my home. but its just different... both my brothers are married, my dad's always working.. its just me and mum. so i guess she gets pretty lonely. hmm. but no matter wad, i still love her so so much! she always makes sure i get the best... everything. haix. i just hope she doesnt get the wrong idea. i promise to spend more time with her during the holidays! :D



    haix. all i wish for right now, is for the week to pass by smoothly. cant wait for the next weekend! zzz

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