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still the best :) 

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classic! epic! >:D

classic! epic! >:D

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Sing me to sleepSing me to sleepI’m tired and iI want to go to bedSing me to sleepSing me to sleepAnd then leave me aloneDon’t try to wake me in the morning’cause I will be goneDon’t feel bad for meI want you to knowDeep in the cell of my heartI will feel so glad to goSing me to sleepSing me to sleepI don’t want to wake upOn my own anymoreSing to meSing to meI don’t want to wake upOn my own anymoreDon’t feel bad for meI want you to knowDeep in the cell of my heartI really want to goThere is another worldThere is a better worldWell, there must beWell, there must beWell, there must beWell, there must beWell …Bye byeBye byeBye …

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I’m tired and i
I want to go to bed

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
And then leave me alone
Don’t try to wake me in the morning
’cause I will be gone
Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I will feel so glad to go

Sing me to sleep
Sing me to sleep
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore

Sing to me
Sing to me
I don’t want to wake up
On my own anymore

Don’t feel bad for me
I want you to know
Deep in the cell of my heart
I really want to go

There is another world
There is a better world
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well, there must be
Well …

Bye bye
Bye bye
Bye …



“And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there would always be someone to blame”

“And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there would always be someone to blame”



ahhhh, it was as if its only yesterday that we started out as practice teachers. and now, only 7 more days and our other form—a student teacher will be over. back to the other various forms in a few day’s time >:) 

ahhhh, it was as if its only yesterday that we started out as practice teachers. and now, only 7 more days and our other form—a student teacher will be over. back to the other various forms in a few day’s time >:) 



just one of the perks of being a student teacher hihi >:) big thanks to my students! they’re the best! just one of the reason why i could still manage to smile despite everything on my plate this week :) 

just one of the perks of being a student teacher hihi >:) big thanks to my students! they’re the best! just one of the reason why i could still manage to smile despite everything on my plate this week :) 








“If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.”
and this is exactly what i’m feeling right now. like a person in a bell jar. T_T

  • “If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.”

and this is exactly what i’m feeling right now. like a person in a bell jar. T_T



each day of my life is a longing to set foot on the land which served as my humble abode for the past years. each day, i fight the urge not to see the vivid scenes and visions of my home in my mind’s eye; not to hear the familiar melodies; not to smell the usual scents; not to feel the sensations which are now nothing but a distant longing to be where i am supposed to be. i miss home. i miss life. 

each day of my life is a longing to set foot on the land which served as my humble abode for the past years. each day, i fight the urge not to see the vivid scenes and visions of my home in my mind’s eye; not to hear the familiar melodies; not to smell the usual scents; not to feel the sensations which are now nothing but a distant longing to be where i am supposed to be. i miss home. i miss life. 

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computation of grades. SOON >:)

computation of grades. SOON >:)



student teachers. ahhh how time flies tologo! >:)

student teachers. ahhh how time flies tologo! >:)