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.Sunday, March 1, 2009.

yes i reached home.
though all i did at gramps' house was eat and sms.
okay, maybe talked a bit.

cause the exams filled up my mind.
they said i had a boyfriend...=.=
cause i wasn't hyped today. wth?
and i dropped my chopsticks today...which i had to clean up the floor.
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uh uh, oh yeah, the food was delicious.
i wiped out most of the stuff there (:

i walked back home. no bus-ing.
cause i don't really feel like getting packed like sardines today :D
so i walked through the rain...it was drizziling.
saw desiree's family, but apparently they didn't see me.
desiree wasn't there, so i don really have the courage to say hi.
so yeah, i walked past them.

im bored...i don't really wanna study.
though i came home extra early just to...
so yeah, "june its only 1 night of studies. it absolutely won't kill you!"
okay. enough motivation (:



iloveyou
always.
7:45 PM