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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

i feel so dunno what can? i am like always crying over all the same things.
i dunno why but i seriously feel like that the 3rd person. i dunno why is it like ALWAYS me!
i find it so bloody unfair!
i dunno why but today its like my damn bloody bad day! i went late for class and then the clerk went to call my dad and tell my dad that i never go when i was only 15 mins late la. then my dad scolded me and then since i was so damn scared i screwed up my piano and then the teacher not really happy and then its like when i was about to leave then the damn clerk kept staring at me can then told me YOU BETTER NOT COME LATE ANYMORE AH!
WHAT THE HELL CAN! its not like i did it purposely or i always go late can. F LA!
WRONGtime.WRONGplace.VERYVERY BAD DAY!!!! then the best part is that we getting progress report tmr then i bet my results damn bad can. HAIS.

i guess that next time u dun have to worry cus i wont be talking much anymore then its like when i talk you feel damn annoyed rite! so i shuddup la! dun worry u dun need me anyway!! hais.

CURRENT MOOD: unloved.unwanted.unmissed.unfelt.untalking.unalive.ungood.unclever.unprotected.unneeded.un...un...un...everything la! hais.hais.

i was>announced @ 6:51 PM

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