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Sunday, April 08, 2007
Fucking Sunday.Badly got irritated.mayb last nite didnt slp well, after havin 5min chess session with uncle lee..i duno wad d fuck i was wandering outside.i dun understand wad d hell i cancel my tuition anyway.and i seriously got fucked up by things ard me.raining now. moodless to say anything more. if i like some1, i tell it straight. n if i managed to dislike some1, like d stupid fellow on np display pic looking bloody similar to mint sweet sweet's kia, it will take an orange moon for me to like the person again.
reflected at 3:06:00 PM
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