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Friday, June 27, 2008
sick.

okay whatever the case. iam and seriously do feel sick. threw out my lunch. what the fuck is wrong with me lah.. damn.
i love his white jacket. smell of him. these few days is the best of my life already, what can i possibly ask more.
i love imai can. spent half my day with her ytd. my new bestfriend. crazy classmate and khaki. (:
yup yup. today is pay day. that few hundred bucks. nothing to be happy over. still gotta slowly pay off my iphone. and i need to get a new bag maybe another everlast shoe. and fourskins chair necklace. so many things to buy so little money. fuck this world. im a greedy person.
mum got her report ytd. im starting worry. not that i gotta start doing chores, buy food home for mama. its just that within 2years if she's going for this op it'll be her second one. *mummy whatever the case hang on, i'll draw out time for your next checkup* for that i fucking swear.

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