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Sunday, August 05, 2007
wriggledwithlove
rot all the way from the moment im awake till 4pm before i went to meet rayson & his friends. he has very nice classmates!the dance competition was great. everyone's like so high, screaming away. then shopping after that with rayson till late. not enough of shopping.in conclusion, enjoyed (:work tmr, then im gonna go vivo to shop! topshop, zara, pull & bear + many other shops, HERE I COMEEEEEEE!ive got my tmr, mon & tue planned! tue is 4th mth with rayson yoooooo :Di dont like the feeling of regreting sth (okay, like who likes it). its like when sth is really up to u to decide. and u decided. then the next few moments u realise u shld have done otherwise. its those no-turn-back kind of situation. & inside i' go RAAHHH.my brain cant stop thinking about things. like the life im living now, and the kind of life i wan. i wonder if im the only teenager thinking about stuffs like that.okay stop, i shld turn in now. its like 1am+ now.