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Thursday, September 13, 2007


work. floorball. physical. friendly match. work. floorball, work. work. - my week, this weekkk. super tired, my muscles are aching, my feet are breaking. hahaa. oh well. money yo!

sohe fasting month has started. HOHO. selling mooncakes and working in a restaurant is definitely not gonna help man. but it's okayyy.

argh.. POL-ITE games in a month! hopefully i get in. stick work=BAD. arghh. i'm just ranting like everything and anything i can think of now. super tired.

friendly today was great great great! =) had so much fun. was shaky at first, but then finally got it back. this is badddd. i wanna train train train.

and i'm going mad okayyy. oh oh oh. exam results were okay! just so glad i passed. considering all the slacking and the crazy study sessions we all had. i still love those guys, and a girl. hahahaha. =))







and when my phone rings, and your name appears, that's when my heart flutters. feeling's great, msg's great, conversations' great. i jsut don't know what to say about how i feel. cos it's just a feeling that gets me high all day long. and i can't believe i sprinted on the track when they called your name. and i row my boat far far away, to a place called LOVE. <3


sung at 7:18 PM

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