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Saturday, May 27, 2006

school holidays. sigh.
for the pass few months, i've been planning what to do, what to eat, what to play, when to sleep.
blahhhhhhhh.
its so boring now!
im damn bored. the previous few lines was so like emotional!
asdfghjkl. nevermind.
on the brighter note, i was half asleep when i heard my mother telling my brother that she wants to buy a 3G phone for me! & she din say anything like what, need to study.
but yknow what. when i woke up, she told me that at the end of the year if i study hard she'll buy for me one.
wahahaha. but she & i & everyone know that regardless my results, she'll have to buy.
-.-
bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored.
bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored. bored.


& JENN IS LEAVING TMR OR THE DAY AFTER TMR! ):
no more fun holiday.

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