Thursday, August 07, 2008

Each line is sent I have found a new pages of hope for the days when I fell like I've lost,

Fourthdaybeingm.i.ainschool, or to say exactly, the sixth, like I've vanished whoosh.
Missing out on studies and my gastric isn't getting anywhere near better. Have been hitting bed early at night and k-ing books in the noon, I'm going k-ing for history later. Southeastasiasoutheastasiasoutheastasia hope I don't see stars. I can foresee that the long weekends will be fun plus a little catching up on studies. I can't retain like what HongCC told my mum I may end up as, retainee, no way.
Haven't been in touch with my favourite girls, my room is in need to tidying up it's as messy as the rubbish dump.
Z how irritating, holla@cha.

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