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Saturday, July 24, 2004 ♥10:16 PM

me
hey. how you? hasn't blogging for sometime. sorry for neglecting this blog. well, i decided to blog today liao. why the sudden urge? you may ask. because a lot of things has happened, hence this entry.

firstly, we had our speech day yesterday. didn't really enjoy it but i must say it's good. saw lots of familiar faces. proud of those peeps. ya. hope to be there next year. not as retain student la. is as a prize receiver.

met someone irritating. the person is so selfish lo. can't stand it. not going to mention names, and i bet the person don't even know it her/himself.

went to school for f&n today. it happens to be the soccer for dads day too. saw them play. dam funny lo. like how uncle stanley and mr foo kicks the ball. and the place is like dam pathetic small la. and the ball flies out easily. it hit me somemore. dang. but i have since survived. met mr anthony. he rocks la. he just thinks in the ss way all the time. was asking us the purpose of holding a soccer for dads. can you believe it? he can even think deep enough to come up with an answer most of us won't. at least not me, celeste or mr foo.

had a talk with mr foo. he was just telling us the life of jc and why we should just try out the jc life. it rocks. according to him.

then met up with her. i can't disclose her name. promised her. and no, she's not celeste. this girl ah. she is totally into mr charles low, aka mr clay aiken. can't stand her lo. so in love with him. too bad. didn't managed to catch him before leaving.

aiya. don't know what to say liao, even though i thought i have a lot to say. blame on my bad memory.
charles low, cute meh?