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MrSianGuyLifeIsDamnDamnSIAN

SIAN
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
PE sucks, or am i fat?
today, another boring lor. wad do you expect? everyday going to school is sian. now, there is only one word to describe my life, "SIAN". today, lessons as usual and school end super late la, end at six la, which school will end so late one?!?! i hate tuesdays!! got the stupid PE!! i think i too long nvr train myself, today PE do all the physical training almost killed me. my arms had not felt so tired ever since the last basketball training in nanhua, and tat was still better la. i m sry for delaying time for the rest of e class, SRY. anw, it seemed ok for the rest leh, den i was the one who cannot tahan, haiz, feel so weak! and so fat!! i think i super fat la. wth. cant even do the so call 40% of AJC's training properly. haiz. sad. and wads is wrong with my classmates? haha, they are like the descendants of BOON BIN. their jks is rlly lame till i dunno how to describe la. haha. somemore, ppl like jingyu and this other classmate of mine start arguing bout korean guys and one even has curly and straight hair at the same time?!?! is tat even possible? haha. so tats how my long, sian, and tiring tuesday past. haiz. super sian. dunno how to describe it but sian. honestly, AM I FAT?
LEEZHIHANEUGENE

TWENTY.06/02/92
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andersonJC.28/09
GYM-SIAO
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S-I-A-N

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I LOVE YOU
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

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