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Thursday, June 08, 2006
went to school today for the oral preparation with mr khoo. found out that i have a big problem with my reading. and i am going for chinese o-level this year! shucks. i scared.

oh yarhs, just now went to whitesands with qinghui and shuiman after the oral thing. shuiman had mac, while qinghui and me just see her eat. i was really hungry then though. qinghui too. so we bought old chang kee. yumms. and yarhs, on our way back to school gate, whereby shuiman will be meetin yenny and huihui for project, we talked about our palms again. how many boyfriends larhs... when will you get married larhs... blahs blahs blahs.

nothing special today larhs. no SV card. no chocolate ice cream. at the worse of all. no CAVANA. sian arhs. on my way home, it started drizzling, and i was wet. and now i am here blogging. dont feel like getting the wet shirt out of my body. too lazy i guess. and now i am going for water margine again.