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Thursday, July 2, 2009 @ 5:39 AM
I don't know why i can't upload my photo!

HibyeHibyeHibyeHibyeHibye,
today was super boring.
I don't like mt to be at 2e4 classroom sia
-.-
blahblah,
after school went to ws with sherwin, jeremy and cheeyong.
kept bombing them.
LMAO.
went to kfc to eat and cheeyong left.
He miss sinni too much lar.
laughs,
fought with the two dumbdumb.
jeremy blanja me and sherwin 2bucks each.
Not planning to return ^.^
After that went to walkwalk,
than saw valerie and peiyee.
walk to watts in and bought a necklace for kiahwee.
i think it's pretty cool.
Sad lar, i really want a necklace too.
I hate him for lying to me.
:(
Tomorrow have spot check i think.
Skirt, nails, hair, ear sure pass lar.
Only socks.
-.-
Saw a man with angkong extorting money :O
LOL.
SHERWIN, i saw him(that guy) at the bus interchange there.
^.^
P.S: Everytime i walk by those people performing on the road sides, selling tissues, and begging for money. I just can't bear to walk away. No matter how little money i'm left with. I really feel very sad for them:(
P.SS: I hate liars, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you for giving me false hope.
P.SSS: Loving someone isn't that easy.