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Thursday, July 08, 2004
in sch nw, canteen 1. tryin to do last minute wrk early in de morn. my last idea journal n den do my research on p.o.m. bleahs. no mood. de couple sitting in front of me buay paiseh ones. p.d.a in de middle of de canteen. ugh. dad's prolly in de airport by nw. his flight's abt 9 plus. mum sent him to changi. my blog's screwed up. agn. as usual, i always screw things up. ok, reali gotta do my work nw. *bbbbrrrr* its reali cold nw. de wind is blowing. thk god i got my sweater wif me or i'll freeze my butt off.


BimboQueen
7/08/2004 08:33:00 am

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