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.Sunday, March 1, 2009.

okay, im supposed to get ready to go for my gramps' place.
but seriously, i have no feel to go.
[cousins that sees these, 不要扁我!!]

but all the tests cramping together...
who would wanna go?!!
another reason is, its raining.
i don wanna be soaked for consecutively 4 days right? =.=

and im alright sms to and fro with DingHan.
LOL. cause we're both bored. entertaining each other.
but more like im entertaining him lah.
June prefers Tuesdays over Mondays
and he prefers Mondays over Tuesdays =.=

and i haven finish my DnT lah.
6 pages of everything.
how i finish?!

and june haven make up with him.
cause we stopped sms-ing each other after my reply of
[forget it].
{i tried to forget about it.
but i can't.} abstracted from Martyn Pig. when he killed his father.

or maybe, my favourite part.
not because of his father's death.
but because its the most interesting part ^-^



iloveyou
always.
4:02 PM