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My name is Cheryl Lor Wan Ning. I started learning since 14November1996. This makes me 17th in year 2013. Living in this biased world. Seeing & hearing stuff that is against me but all I can do is to ignore it. There is always a limit to my patience. Never take things fr granted. There ain't a forever. It's bullshit crap. Up till now, I still can't differentiate between whether you're lying or you're actually telling th truth. It's really tough. After every rainfall, it will be a sunshine. Things come & go without us noticing.

Once a HGPian & now a Bowenian. Once a Chinese Dancer & now a Badminton Player. Bowen Badminton, a team where we stand up as one. Rackets & shuttles? Like me & you.

I didn't say I'm a pretty girl nor I'm a slim girl. To many, to me, Yes, I'm fat. I admit. But that doesn't mean YOU have th right to comment whether I'm fat or not though I know it alr. Don't always speak through mouth. Sometimes, you need to speak through your brain too.
Forgive & Forget ain't easy.



Thursday, October 20, 2011

#33 ; You can never have a rainbow without any rain/ You can never have a happy moment without any sad moments

Exams over and yeah, got back results on monday. Well, results are like shit. English papers were quite alright but maths, th most disappointing thing. Instead of getting distinction, I got 66/100. Well done yeah. Wake up so early to study, but ended up, results like this. Cried really badly on monday. Cried till my eye swollen. Was feeling alright but th next day when i got back my ss results, that's another results that disappoints me. I spend so much time on it and what? failed. 24/50. Break down and mr lim talked to me. I swear i'm gonna train real hard and start studying from now on. No more time to waste. F&N, failed. Seriously, what's wrong with me EOY now? It breaks my heart with all this results.

Sometimes, I really don't know whether who understands me. Like no one understand me like that. Also don't know who to talk to. Sometimes, just feel that kinda alone.

Crying doesn't help anything. But why do i seem like i'm forever crying? I really hate th fact that i'm a really emotional kind. Sometimes, I think. Whether it is good to let your feelings out or keep it to yourself. I thought I was a strong girl. But everything seems to prove me wrong. I'm not. Not even a single bit.

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