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Tuesday, September 26, 2006


ahh. i woke up today feeling so weak. stupid flu. was listening to the radio, and that caused me to be late. found out hady actually had a 70:30 win over jonathan. super surprising. i thought this year would be closer than last year's. oh wells.

bio results are disappointing. hahaas. i passed chem practical. whee. the rest of the day was just.. slacking. been feeling seriously tired la. ahh. i dunno what else to say. the burns on my body are becoming redder. and scarier. one just let out so much pus. lol. mr tan asked what happened. and hida said my boyfriend abused me. hmmph. =( then i wanted to tell him the story. i started laughing first. lol. then he laughed. ugh.

ahh. i've been abandoning valerie so much and i feel bad. my darling. sorry. hahaas. you know i love you. i promise i'll spend my 100% time with you tomorrow. hahaas. one month to the big 'O's. i need all the support i can get.

i can't believe you're thinking in that way. come on. after all i've done for you? oh please. you got a gf, so be it. i want you to know i still care. i hope this friendship still means something to you. cos it does to me.


sung at 7:23 PM

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