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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

there are things,
no matter hw much i want to sae,
i noe, its best to leave it unsaid.

shit.
i feel like a bitch
hahaha.

ya.
dinnered after meeting.
island creamery
it was love la.
the flavours there wooooooooo.
and THANKYOU YEANEE for introducing.
shit, i just realise, i forgot to ask the maid hw to spell his name la.

gyming like tml.
teaching like tml.
i feel like dying.

and ohya.
I SCREWED MY PAPER.
SHIT.

conducting art lesson like next wk.
OMG.
i can do it.
its only art.
i can, cant i.
hahhaaa.
natalie, natasha, nutella.

dear flu,
pls leave me alone.
THANK YOU.

not you,
cant be you.
wait, is it you?



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