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and so, my bible was spotted today. i thought that hiding it in plain sight would deter questions, as compared to placing it in the depths of a cupboard drawer.

while history is unbelievably tedious, i find myself loving it more and more each day. especially southeast asian history. the sub-theme on national unity made me think - is singapore really that good? or are other regions simply that unstable?

i do love my family, in spite of many things i say. i love the way i get to eat as much as i like, to the point that i overlook the fact that i'm constantly advised to eat more 料 and less 饭. i (sometimes) love their compliments, especially on a bad day. i love how we speak chinese because it's who we are.

yet, it's so difficult to know about the harsh views they hold about many things around us.

on an unrelated note, i was thinking of what i'm going to do after a levels.

- find a job
- search up on scholarships
- services
- compile files and notes
- tidy the house
- tuition for the kids
- read
- library trips
- salvage whatever i have left in my social circle
- sleep
- grad trip
- keep fit
- you.

also, uni plans. will i selfishly leave and deplete my parents' retirement fund or will i sacrifice the most exciting and free experience of my life?

unrelated, once more. i wrote a poem a few days ago. there weren't any heads nor tails. typical.