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Saturday, November 13, 2004

back from danceee.. siann.. did nuttin much.. danced one time den go home lee.. shouldn't have gone larr horr.. boOoss

this morning went school with muaa dad to buy books.. lolss.. pheng heong was super gaOsiaO larr.. lolss.. den went to find twin and puaybing.. played for a while.. den dey left le.. so read storybook and rot in the canteen..

den the others came le lor.. den meeting lorr.. kinda siann ba~ hehe.. sec3 never comee.. so we ownslef doo.. crapped with chaisiaun.. boOoss.. bigg monsterrr

den i almost cried again.. ohhh` like wadevaaa. i'm starting to hateee mOiselff..

yepp.. den went to play some of the games.. muahaha.. quite funn.. den left forr dancee.. went to da pao mac.. boOoss.. was kinda tired larrr.. bleaghsss...

boOos.. sometimes i wonder.. why do problems come back aftr its supposedly solved? why does this word "jealous" actually existt.. why i find out things lee.. den i rather tat i didn't know it in the first placee.. bleaghsss..

him__*
boOoss.. yeaaa.. everything came at such a right time lorr.. when i was getting so sad about u and her.. u had to do tat.. boOoss.. if e say is true de.. den think i realli gibing up lee.. boOss.. i onli look like muaa twin and no one elsee.. i dun care larrr.. -grrrrrr- just when i thought i could live through the horror of being tortured by inter class drama.. smth has to happen again





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