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Saturday, March 8, 2008

i forgot.
yesterdae, dance instructor called.
teacher called too.
damn like shit.
i cant book out from camp.
they want me to book out from camp, like MUST.
mayb they dun understand.
this is wat i want, to be the gl and stay throughout the whole camp.
like ya.
i am sorry if i appear totally irresponsible and selfish.
but, if i sae i want to bk out, is equal to as gd as quitting the whole gl thing.
and to think, i wasted sooooooo much time and effort and gt the position.
and, my grp.
and, ana was my senior.
LOL.
really, if i go to the performance i have to book out= nt gl anymore.
if i think for them, who think for me?
call me selfish and irresponsible.
i cant help it.
that is life.

and we bought havaianas.
i got the purple one, ana gt the blue one.
we got diamond studs.
heh.

and hahha.
u lost, i won((((:
i tink i was assured over the night.
i have nth more to sae.
lets get done with our things, den we shall see hw.
damn, why do u have to go so far awae.
and for 14 days.
shit la.
and, after u, its me.
hahahahhaha.

can i get over.
ready or nt?
let go?



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