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♥ Saturday, July 08, 2006
2:27 PM

maybe i shouldnt have come to school today. i felt sooooooooo sleepy. OH, maybe cos of yesterday night. haha. stayed up a little to help that someone. hahaha. and no, you dont owe me anything. (:

but i did come to school. remembered to bring my tie. mr saravanan was weird today. ahaha. how come i feel as if im the only one in class who likes him, like sincerely likes him as a teacher? haha. SAD. he'll be leaving us in a week's time. for some reservice. heh. times like this. i cant afford to lose him. EEEEEE. i sound like im in love. but no. he teaches me history good lah. and i dont want that to change. now new teacher will come. and i dont know if i can do that same. he teachers magic okayyyyyyyyyyy.


AH, wadeverrrrr. i'll make it through, somehow.

had this assembly show, on internet/chat. i wasnt really paying attention. cos the heat was getting to me. i was complaining so much to cherissa lahhhhhh.

I LOVE 2E3. ;)

straight after school, went to Khatib mrt and we headed to CCK stadium. where the track nationals are held this year. but we ate at Lot 1 before that. at KFC. sukashi was rushing rushing ehhhhh. tak sabar dier. *winks winks winks* alot other schools were there. HAHA. duh. got in time to watch 4X100m c boys. there were good uh.

the feeling when you watch these track meets. and a netball game, 2 different sotries. but somehow i felt a sense of belonghing to the track world. cause i feel, somehow, i can shine. the only person to blame if you lose is, you. ahh. i hate this feeling. i love track. but i cant be in track. i have desicionsn to make. AH, this is sooo like a love triangle.

then me filzah sushi head back home lah slowly. MRT was darn packed.

the heat. the heat. the heat. cannot carry siaaaaa.

watched the last episode of C.I.D. just now. i cant believe i cried, twice. aiyooo. then suddenly i got so emo-ed. followed by a terrible headache. haha. god.

you'll only realise how much you love someone
after you lose them.