Here's Bukit Tabur my big brother brought me too before he finally went overseas... it actually came out in the newspaper last sunday. He should really read this: If you’re scared of heights, you should give Tabur a miss. Apparently i'm one of those and i got called a sissy:<>Sometimes we reach a point in life where we find out finally that our interest may not necessarily be our strength in life. I guess i've just reached mine. Sadly though i ponder about my choices in life, trying to make up excuses not to give up on my interest, but day by day, i realise my proficiency in english is not sufficient for me to continue battling my way through the subject. sigh..
I miss the memories we had during some netball school training. it doesn't matters if i'm not a professional as long as i train my best and give out my best, the ending will always be happy if not bittersweet. But then is then, now is now. Life gets harder as we grow up and mature. Our desires should not exclude our consience or else we will end up doing the wrong things in life. wow..This is scary, i'm becoming so reflective all of a sudden..so unlike the usual Caryn.
hey gesh!! I think I've just come to know a friend just like you. your ravinder guy??still remember him?hehe.. I miss the good old days when gesh will always be picked on by me and my fellow girlfriends... Someday we'll meet up again?? and maybe prank call some guys...whoever is the unlucky one..tsk tsk..haha..
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