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Friday, February 29, 2008
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School was fun today`. Jon, PohChoo & I sat together and was practically laughing the whole time & the last joke cracked by PohChoo made me laugh til my tears burst. Cannot stand lah.

I wanted to go back to Form 2 again. When I see my sister studying Sejarah or other subjects, I get jealous that their's are easier than form 4. =( & my sister complained it was hard. But, it WAS hard when I was at her age.

Got so much homeworks to do & I hate that we never have the chance to go out everytime I could. I hate you for not making time for me. Are we still best friends?

Whatever.



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