I have shifted.
Ask me for details!
=D
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在你左右
还有多久
怎么样才能让时间倒流
每一分每一秒都珍重
握紧的手
不愿放松
十点半的飞机它在等候
不要再让自己的眼泪流
我必须要走
要记得
我们的故事真正难忘
有太多的回忆和希望
不管它有多疯狂
我愿意一生收藏
我们的故事不能忘
有太多的情节要发展
不要放弃
因为有一天缘分会继续
一定会继续
在你左右
还有多久
怎么样才能让时间倒流
每一分每一秒都珍重
握紧的手
不愿放松
十点半的飞机它在等候
不要再让自己的眼泪流
我必须要走
要记得
我们的故事真正难忘
有太多的回忆和希望
不管它有多疯狂
我愿意一生收藏
我们的故事不能忘
有太多的情节要发展
不要放弃
因为有一天缘分会继续
我知道你寂寞
一个人确实好难过
思念是一种痛
没有你叫我怎么活
身边充满诱惑
不坚定就容易犯错
你是否能看见未来的收获
你愿意在耐心等候
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When you know what has been chosen.
When you know its not you.
There is nothing you want to do or hear anymore. All you can do is live life to the best.
And so I will.
I know you'll too.
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The first day of my final semester. Has not gone well. As usual. Anything I do nowadays do not go well.
I feel like the whole world has given up on me.
But I will push through.
I have to.
With or without you.
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What is the end of a student's life? What is the beginning of a student's life?
I just attended a graduation 2 days back (my first UQ one) with alot of our friends graduating this semester. Suddenly friends that we see normally all dressed up for the occasion, friends that are graduating dressed in formal wear, in their graduation gowns and mortar hats. Friends I didn't know were graduating were also seen that day. Seeing them on stage makes me think, is this an end to a student's studying life and marks the beginning of another kind of life.
A friend who graduated said he often wondered what is the value of the piece of paper he's holding. He does not understand what the hoo-hah about that piece of paper (an expensive one I might add) till it was finally in his hands. I'm not sure still if he understands the big hoo hah about the piece of paper. I of course as an undergraduate do not understand the full meaning of that piece of paper since it has not been passed to my hands yet. But what I do understand is that the day you get this piece of paper is a day of joy, sadness and tears all in one. Its like a wedding, once in a lifetime. Well, maybe for some people, its more than once but everyone can only graduate as a bachelor graduate once, an honours graduate once, a master graduate once. Its a day where all previous grievances are put down and people shake hands with congrajulations in hand or hugs with love and joy. Its a day where suddenly a whole batch of people become a different set of people. They are graduates. But it was that day that made me finally want to become this way. To wear the same gown. Same mortar board. Hold the same scroll. Same feeling. Because when that day comes, I too will become a graduate and hopefully will be able to understand the meaning behind that expensive piece of paper.
Well, hopefully its just one more semester to that. Because in the middle of it all, the pain, the anger, the tears, the loss of hope will kick in. Just like every other semester. But just like what the graduates say, just hang in there and in no time, you'll get there.
It is never as easy as it sounds. But of course nothing's easy.
Everyone's proud of the graduates. I hope that someday, people will be proud of me too.
Just 13 weeks more...
Congrajulations to all. 
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Please end. Just end. Everything just end.
I'm up to my limit. With one more exam to go.
Someone please kill me and release my agony.
I implore you.
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Exams are always jinxed. I can never study well for them because everything happens during exams. Oh well, 2 down, 2 more to go.
I just want to go through this period of time without any more problems.
*you will never know how much it hurts me anymore*
2 seperate ways it is then.
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