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it's the exams now and then the holidays and then i'm already in year 2. WTF. i remember a time very VERY recently when i went for poly orientation. i can still remember what i wore and who i spoke to and what i said. it's that recent.

i'm worried that year 2 will pass just as quickly and then year 3, just the same way. and i would be on my way to be a soldier and then go to university if all goes well. if it doesn't then i would be working and looking at the years pass and then i die.

i am afraid of growing old. i think that people only truely live till their 40s or 50s at most. after that they are just waiting to die. i think it would be hard to live on past glories, looking back at what you were.

old people like to talk about the past. they always tell you how things were back then, how handsome they were, how rich they were, how much fun they had. and all these are gone. it's as though they are trapped in a shell, wanting to be what they were, but completely powerless.

i think it's terrible.

i'm gonna die young.


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