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Friday, January 02, 2004
today is the first day in sch on 2004... all the sec one's hahax.. look so funny... hahax.. then saw p.s,my god.. sw ghost sia.. just cant stand it when she act cool.. *throwin out* n my uniform is like shit man.. so long t\n the belt so high... then sit in the hall almost the whole damn day.. sing nsing.. haiz.. the first day just wasn great... begin to hate goin sch now.. *argh* anyway iwanna to stop here.. v v v tired rite now..
{/8:26 PM}
count on it .