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Saturday, August 29, 2009, 8:14 PM

Happy 20th post.
Hey guys.
And girls.
Been quite happy these few days. :D
But thanks to a cold, my voice sounds like a pussy.
Yes, I sound gay, as what the girls would say.
Tiffany is the only one not laughing at my voice.
Joyce is such a bitch. Laughing at my voice all the time, telling me that it'll undergo the second voice change, voice break, whatever shit you call it.
Had lunch with Weijie, Joshua, Gary, Justin, Nick, Ron and Ben, yesterday.
And amazingly, I realised that 4 out of 7 of them had girlfriends.
cough weijie cough.
Did the stupid project and got over it.
Weijie and Gary were being god damned horny.
Laughed till we almost died at subway.
We went to walk around orchard.
Gary dared Ben to ask the number from this girl.
Super retarded.
Anyway,
I want the new iPhone.
I don't like my phone, the connection really, the best.
Anyway, I shall go and do my stupid A math homework.
It really kills someone.
Bye.

I was in class (:

And now the bad part.
To ____,
Bastard. Bastard. Bastard. Bastard.
Who do you think YOU are?
What do you think YOU have?
When did you start thinking you CAN?
Why the FUCK are you like that?
Bastard.
You don't even know her.


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