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Thursday, January 22, 2009


sometimes, it doesn't matter no more.

today was well, pretty short luh. like last thursday. and, oh, no birthdays today. thank god. HAHAHA! i really think our class bonded well during this cny period luh. like, seriously. you know, sometimes, i feel like i'm taking over to much. and people may think that i'm trying to outshine them kind of thing.. well, now i feel guilty luhhh. shoootssss! anyway, yeah. i've gotten the sausages and whistles and balloons and that shit. so, i guess my task is complete. (: oh, i'm planning on waking up like at 4 or something to fry the thing so it will still be slightly hot when brought to sch. HAHA! okay okay. then i should like sleep now right? but, no! i can't. i'm chatting with somebody. don't want him to think i'm like purposely ignoring him right? HAHAHHA! ohwells. when he goes off, then i will. (: OMG! one more thing, i'm damn sad for yenming luh. don't cry okay, yenming. chillax. (:

hmph, sad to say this, but goodnight! (: HAHAH!

Music Took Control at; 9:08 PM