tell me why
you're so hard to forget
don't remind me i'm not over it,
tell me why, i can't seem to face the truth
i'm just a little too not over you.
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Shake it off, let it go
didn't think it'd be this hard
journal
about
speak
goodbye
Friday, September 18, 2009

:D
absolute boredom thrives. i shall shall type this post in utmost poetical.
literature is finally over and that is a major relief. however, thy examinations were pushed forward.
i am still bothered about 12 oct.

from various souces.
  • janelle tan - exam end on 12
  • joycejoyce - history's on 12. no way it's gonna end on 12.
i dun noe...
but joyce says she maybe can come along. ^^

today is fun!.
everyone should hear tiffany's 'poems'
i laughed till my stomach hurts twice! omg..
nvr collect lit file.. x.x

choir.. ms yin came early!omg.
finished the jap song.
luckily eugenia came or the altos will die.
janelle finally came toooo.
ms yin forbids me to sing sop 1 for when you believe D:
gahhh.
after schooollll.
nothing to dooooooo.
man.

CIAO