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Monday, October 09, 2006
OKAYYYYY. EOYS ARE OFFICALLY OVER!!!WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!YAYYAYAYYAYYYAYYYAYAYYYAYYAYYAYY. OHGOSH I'M LIKE SOOOOOO HAPPY:Dat least till we get our results back, that is. so from now till thursday, it's PLAY!! (no sch:D)chou ting nat nelly came over to watch POTO(:chou ting nelly and i went to play basketball((:and i think i can catch the ball if i want to. at least, after i play for at least an hour and re-overcome my phobia of unidentified flying objects (okay the balls quite identified but still...) each time i play.and most of the time no one bothers playing with me seeing i take so long to warm up and scream every time the ball comes flying to me (thanks to my phobia) and more often than not drop the ball (thanks to my butter-fingers).yeah.tmr we're gonna play basketball again. like 9.30am. HELLO I WANT TO SLEEP CAN. nelly's BRILLIANT idea...anyway basketball's fun(:and eoys are OVER!!:D
lost myself at 11:06 PM