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The Story Of My Heart...
Thursday, October 26, 2006
mere thoughts
Yes. I know i shouldn't be here. Excuse no.1 : This could be a way of practicising my gp skills. haha. Excuse no. 2: I can't concentrate so this might be a way of focusing my thoughts? hmmmm... How far is far, how high is high? We will never know until we try. Next week is BMAT and GP. *gasps* Never mind. Its a new adventure. The earlier it comes, the earlier its done, the earlier the fun comes. *nods head* I feel something has changed. Is it you? or is it another of my weird days. hohummm... Yes, sometimes we're so stressed, so fessed up that we forget and tease or maybe its a hint that its not the same anymore? Till later. Anyways. I just came to a funny conclusion. Everybody might have an escort to prom except me. hahaha..i shan't mention names. haha.. Oh great.... Compre qn. With reference to the above passage, What's the writer's tone? What's the writer's purpose of '...' ? **** Yes. There is one thing you can't recycle and that is wasted time. Off i go. I don't want to be denuded of my dreams. Oh peter, teach me how to fly... 6 more days to the sky.
