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♥ Friday, January 13, 2006
7:52 AM

yesterday and today, netball in the rain. well, we got no choice. northzone is next week. the results are out. we know which schools we playing against. and shit. they're are all bloody good schools. again, i'll say this.

lets just hope for the best.

im just holding on to that little faith i got in us. vanessa wont be playing. and i guess its a big loss. cause she's like our motivator to jiayou. she's the strongest one that never fail to lose hope in us. hehz. and thank you. i do wanna go far. to the finals or something. but it also depends on the rest. whether they want to. or not. blearghs. im all excited about it. i want to bring glory to the school. i do.

ah, kay. enough of this. im half dead. too much netball in the rain = one day of mc. haaaa. im sick. thanks to the rain. THANKS ALOT EHH. salutes to you lah rain. im just hoping you would stop for a while. its enough for a week.

the collision of your kiss
time would stand still.