"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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i still feel isolated. though i know many, many people in sajc, i don't have any close friends whom i can truly relax around. there's a kind of tension in the air, stifling me. i don't know if i'm happy here. i laugh as usual, smile as much, yet something tells me that it's only on the surface. i don't know.

i miss the feeling of being in st. marg's where it was so free, we could do anything we wanted and no one would care. i miss 4e5. i miss Reetika and our fooling around in lit class, how we used to laugh until we cried. i miss going for recess with dan er and ming fong, hearing their lame jokes, watching their silly mock-fight over ningdie. I miss sitting with dear old youyi, miss the astonished look on her face when i suddenly burst into song in the middle of lessons. i miss the bimbo club and gossip sessions with Rachel. haha. everything just fell into place comfortably. It was all so right.