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(Saturday, February 24, 2007 @ 11:25 pm)
okie dokie.
today's a bad bad day.
went TM with valerie to shop for presents.
saw felicia & some basketballers.
went home at 5 plus.

went dinner at kallang with family.
i really enjoyed myself.
talking nonsense all the way,
highing on my own.
but..
something really brought my feeling down.
thanks, elaine & sock.
thanks, qiqi.
thanks for all ur comforts & listening ears.
plus, they're only the resourses i can think of.
i don't know who to find.

i know i may sound stupid.. in the phone.
however, i really can't control it.
it came rolling down.
i don't know what else i could do.
these few days,
the girls - i mean the ones in secondary school.
like we're all sharing the same feeling.
just that we're having different problems each.
we're all being hurt.

alright.
i've got nothing more to say.
im going into emo.
bye.