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Friday, June 17 2:59 PM


OH MY SO ... LIFE
Hihi hi hi hi.i just finish reading "my sister's keeper". And you so gotta get that book. its so addictive and i felt emotionally sad at the last part when my favourite character died. Ahhhhhh!! so sad. :( emotional me.

Cracking my head out to think for the storyline for my english compo is so off. Even if i get a perfect storyline, i can't be able to write so long. Isnt it like so fast, one more week and holidays are gone. i just can't wait to go back to school. NO no no no no no, i must be so wrong.oral's are like in the first week, no more playing kiddos. i'm getting so stressed. period.

Later i'm going to drag my lazy legs down to the malls to grab stuffs to bring back as gifts.darn, i'm so lasy right now. I woke up late this morning since my brother deprived me from my sleep last night. fine, i slept at 4am

And yesterday, i was so pretty amazed by a japanese series show. Wow, now i have something fun to do by catching up on the series. but there's no english subtitle. so i just watch like its some "action-but-no words" show.

just chatted with my cousins. they want me to go to port dicksons. well, my first reaction was... "where on earth is that place?"(giving the stupidess look in the world) the dumb me thought it was in US or something. when its only at malaysia. yes yes, i know i'm really dumb. hahahahaha.

yesterday's yesterday i have a wonderful and mad chat with kristal. we were really mad thanks to kristal who was crazy over her cousin!! she the tall goner and i'm the lil goner. ( as usual. hahahahaha) we're the goner gang! lol.

aiyahhhh, sorry lah. (seriousness included) SO OFF DUDE. i wish i could be frank, so frank and not care about anybody's feelings. ahhhhh, i tried. but i end up hurting someone and i feel so .... why is that always so? why some people can be so frank, (click) just like that. boy, how i love that attitude! ROCK MAN! hahaha.

loved