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Friday, July 17, 2009 MY FIRST TITTLE :)
ahh.. i don't really like d&t now -.- it is getting more tense and datelines are getting closer. I just hope to finish this and study real hard for Os. i will go JC :] still uncertain, but i aim for JC.. I was hoping to enter SAJC.. but W is going there too.. with him for 6 years.. same school, hm.. can i change another path? i just hope that.. we are in different school. At least i will feel better.

W was online, but i gave up talking to him.

i can't sleep for the whole night. argghh..don't feel like coming to school, but i still force myself to. I am so tired.. that i don't even dare to put my head down. i don't want to fall asleep in class, its rude. English class wasn't as boring, love it. haha! mrT was betting with C and R that if he don't joke and smile in class for 2 periods, they will give him 2pkts of kinder brueno, hahahaha. for 5 minutes, he lost the game, LOL!! so.. haha.. now C and R have kbs!!! :]
i am at the same time excited for chinese class, but feel sian too.. cause we are going to do LC -.- ahh... its a slacking time. i am tired and sad.. when i put my head down on my sholder and teared, i have decided that... i should move on.


2:01 AM

WEI

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions—the little soon-forgotten charities of a kiss, a smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment in the disguise of a playful raillery, and the countless other infinitessimals of pleasurable thought and genial feeling.