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Whenever I see you,
I'll swallow my pride and bite my tongue
Saturday, September 6, 2008 8:59 PM

Holidays are ending real soon and I think I didn't spend it wisely.I spent all my weekdays at home.Great isn't it?-____- Rot,rot and continue to rot.However,I did something worthwhile.Hee.I cleaned my drawers and such.I didn't know that I've got alot of unwanted stuffs.One big plastic bag full of unwanted stuffs.It looks much more better now.I also came across letters and such.Somehow I still remember when me and Hidayah went into the toilet and we break our fast.It was so so so hilarious.Those were the times. (:

Had tuition and I'm proud to announce that I've got the best tutor man!Okay irrelevant.Anyway,went out with Fatin and the both Hafiz.They were super kecoh like end of the world like that.City Hall,Bugis,Sultan Mosque,Bugis Junction and off home.My swollen feet was stepped twice by people.Thanks alot la.Due to the walking and those people who stepped on it,it's getting worse.Guess I have to bandage it so that it won't be as painful.I don't like the train home just now.This uncle was sitting like so near me and his shoulders were just next to mine.It's really really close.Then suddenly he touched my legs.I mean like come on,even if it's not purposely,he can say sorry right.Want free lunch only.And the other side was two malay boys talking about ITE life and Sec 5 life.So I conclude that they are sec 4 this year.Yay same same.Hahahaha.Sorry la but I can't help to eavesdrop.Furthermore I was bored.They want to go to ITE Dover because it's higher Nitec.The english paper was hard that one of them lost 40 marks.Lol stupid right?Okay irrelevant and I won't go on. (:

Grandmama is sick.I'm worried sick.Uncle is admitted to the hospital because of his swollen leg and I'm worried sick too.People are worried for him.Gosh.I guess everything did not turn out well.

On a happier note,Irfan came last night and I miss that little dude!Awww.

Currently chatting with Indra.Wanted to post what he wrote but nah,he doesn't want people to know or else he will tell people my secret.Damn it.So better not yeah.

It's been raining and I kind of like it.So keep on raining and bring on the thunder!Woooohoooo. (:

17 is coming soon!Actually I think I just want to be sixteen and that's that's.I don't want to be an emotional person.I want to be happyyyy!Like I used to.Yay!I think Georgie is coming.Go away la.Okay irrelevant.

I miss you.
I'm exhausted of waiting and missing.
I give up.GoodbyeH ): D:


I IS SAD. ):
I IS IN NEED OF COMFORT FOOD.
I IS IN NEED OF FOOD BINGE.
I IS THINKING OF CRYING.
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