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Dreaming in Venice
DEAR DIARY
10:29 AM
went to novena church ytd to sell fiesta tickets.
the people were all very nice! we sold so many tickets :)
then later rushed back to school to go to thinking day.
liyin was trying to be so hyper. haha.
there's so many things i can't believe are happening.
a few more weeks to end of term one.
and soon it'll be the end of the year.
and next year will be our last year.
will anyone cry during our farewell?
will anyone miss us?
how much have we affected their lives?
what will happen after that?
to give up on harbouring hopes.
to end the sorrow.
