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Y } Thursday, May 10, 2007

he's sick, sick, sick. ):
fever&flu.
boooooooo!
babyboy, must faster faster faster get well and play w meeeeeeeeeeeee ok? ):

didn't know that there's chinese listening compre tday until bestfr reminded me.
:p
woke up and calld bombom, and woke him up.
haha.
went t admiralty mac t have breakfast 'cus i want th princess genevieve.
but in th end leh?
NO MORE PRINCESS GENEVIEVE.
BOOOS.
BUT HOR!
in th end when we're eating, we saw a girl holding it leh!!!
*screams*

so whatever la. ):
we walkd me back t school hand in hand *beams* and he went home.

th rest shall be remained untold.
x:

sorry bestfr, i know you meant well.
but you know, i'm always that unreasonable.
even though i'm th one who's at fault, i still sometimes hope you'd kinda side me, when i'm alr feeling so upset about it.
but still, sorry. (:
i love you, bestfr.



\ i'm all about you.
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