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♥ Wednesday, October 26, 2005
8:00 PM

changed my phone to the old one today. ah, just missed it. the sound it makes when you sms. ahahah. and those long kept smses and mms. awwwh. it's like my before life. so precious and memoriable. i guess some things are better left unsaid. or they'll burn a mark. so true.

mr faizal told us these stupid IQ questions and made us look lilke fools figuring it out. i still couldnt figure out the jonny whosh one. somebody tell me. please?sighs. the last one to know again. just my luck. and urm, mr row relieved us for the last period. oh, he's great! favourite teacher in AI. he brought us to the library. and sat with us on one table. and told us about AI ghost stories. hehz. yeah, and my hair were already standing. illya was freaked out. nyahaha.

after school accompanied renee go northpoint. and i went back to school IMMEDIATELY. haks. dont ask why. then sat for a while and had to get ready for netball. it's for 3 freaking hours sey. i almost wanted to break fast there. but thanks filzah. true, its only a few more minutes to buke. i took my own sweet time back home and reached just in time for buke. hehe. i loike. =)

im sorry.