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THE JOURNEY
of how far we came, in words of mine.

It was all in His plans for me to study in Sydney. Now that I'm here, it's up to me to shine His light.

FLIGHT 818 .




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FLY AWAY TO SYD
on the journey to Sydney.

4 years in Sydney is an awefully long time.
Catch me before I fly away, cause I'm having the time of my life.
Friends come and go, but the close ones never part irregardless of the distance.


Saturday, November 03, 2007
02:51

I'm currently taking a break from studying, and I was looking at my room. It has turned into a war zone. There is literally no space to walk near the cupboards, the table has no empty area to dump extra things, and my bed is filled with clothes and books. Not to mention my box of clothes which I have yet to iron and my laundry calling out to me to wash them. To make things worse, my housemate has moved out. He has taken with him his rice cooker and the iron. Which means to say, I cannot cook rice for the remaining of the month, and I can't iron my clothes. I have to borrow from Joy. How pathetic can that get?

Enough of rumblings. I'm off to do QMA again. And, I'm not going to show anyone the disgusting state of my room.