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Therapy.
Friday, August 28, 2009 @ 10:37 PM

" I would like to be a superhero in everyone's lives "

'More like superZERO', said Ahmeng. But hey! Mr Tan thought it was a v. good statement. I mean come on, even Rayyan was looking at me when I said that. Today was fantastic-o. Out of 8 periods, we only had 3. Debby and Chang were absent today and of course th whole class were elated upon hearing th news.

During recess, somepeople * hint hint * didnt fast, so we went to th MT classroom. We were laughing so loudly that Mr Koh had to ask us to quietten down. That ahmeng la! Pssst, ayam was nearby. I said 'hi' to Ameer (i'm not sure of his real name actually) and Zaks thought I was randomly saying 'hi' to random pepos xD Ohoh. Then right, after school I saw MKN and I was like ' makann! ' but softly la. Then that humanoid kept staring. Like whaaat.

Awww dang, my computer th internet connection just now sot abit then I wasnt able to chat with people after breakfast );

And oh, I miss DDH laaa, shitzxs. I miss th way you 'd get jealous when I start talking about my classmates because I got all giggly and energetic when I talked about them. I miss comming up with random stuffs. I miss being lame, where you 'd be much lamer. I miss th chats, text massages and phone calls. 'Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend '.