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Sunday, January 11, 2009 8:32 PM
Men side.

Women side.


I borrowed my sis wig. Hehe. (:


hey!!
yest, 10 jan. my sis gt engage. (idk how to spell.)
So, 1 st in de morning wen red cross.
Flag day. 12.20 finish.
Far n mai wan go donno wher.
So i went home wif thu thu n mariane ma'am.
just kept quiet the whole trip since thu thu ma'am dropped at jurong east.
Lonely. ):
reach home arnd one. do dis do dat.
The last person went home ard 9.30.
I lyke almost fell asleep.
Damn damn tired.
10 i go sleep.
N today, i didnt go religious cls.
Since im 'tired'.
Right?
Tmr, sch.
Okay, im done.
Next tyme post.
Byebye. Tc.


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