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OWEN FOREVER!! When you walk through a storm, Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of the storm Is a golden sky, And the sweet silver song of a lark. Walk on through the wind, Walk on through the rain, Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart, And you'll never walk alone, You'll never walk alone.

england
...written on 2004-10-10, @ 9:21 p.m.

i'm talking to becky now, and i've decided to blog about england.

i miss england in some ways i suppose.

i miss the country, and my house:). and the weather.and my neighbours.

but when i was there, i really super wanted to go back to singapore. i suppose i've never really shared this with anyone, but i've gotten over the hurt, and i guess i'm ready to let it all out.

school was horrible. really really horrible. tell you the truth. i hated it. i HATE it i HATE it. yeah, i still hate it.

most people there were so hostile and racist, and it really got on my nerves.

i got made fun off, and i was the butt of all their jokes.

even people whom i thought were friends made fun of me, coz i didn't know their local lingo.

said words, and then told me the words meant something else. something totally different from what it meant.

and during lessons? i didn't want to sit with anyone anymore. i just wanted to attend school, and then go home.

how unlike my MGS environment.

and i suppose everything is different there. i was actually quite shocked at first.

vulgarities spill out like ANYTHING. and i even knew a few people who were on drugs. and even smoking during breaktimes.

yes, i was shocked. so VERY shocked.

but then i learnt, not everyone's that bad. i still talk to becky, tim and luke.

they were the best friends i had there.

so not racist, and not judging.

and now, i really appreciate my time in england. it opened my eyes. to a new world.

i suppose i've been so. don't know what you call it. but like. in singapore, school or church. i have friends. and even if i don't, it's easier to make friends coz no one's racist against chinese, come on.

yeah. i suppose i was a fat loser in england.

i'm glad i'm back in singapore. i'd go back for holidays, but never again to live.

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