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Friday, June 16, 2006

i rot at home the whole day yesterday. bloody hell. i haven't pay my bills, i haven't buy my school shoes and i haven't buy my bus concession. that is cool because someone said he's free today but i'd been at home this whole day. SEE. lol. ok i'm just kidding. well it's 648pm. lol. i'm meeting lydia at 730 later, cool. we can catch argentina vs serbia & montenegro later at mac. hahaha. i hope there's space to sit later. i have been trying very hard to finish my evaluation so i can go " yay! i've finished f&n! ". SO SAD. i don't know what's up with my brains. it can't seems to think and i only managed to do 2 points this whole afternoon. so feel bursting into tears now. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, damn.

habourcity called me asked if i would like to work tml and sunday. well! of course i would like to! that moment i so want to. lol. later on i just felt so lazy. argh. nevermind, siying do it since you want money! and you will soon be clear of debts. kellyn will be happy then, mel will be, and of course that bitch will be happier as well. and you will be the happiest then. lol. yay! and if there's extra sum of money maybe you could get yourself a pair of shoes you know!

yes, i know i'm just trying to make myself a little free from stress.


yeah baby, you got to chill. love you guys. muacks.

6:49 PM


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