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Thursday, March 19, 2009
I'm dammn pek cek now.


Fk sia.


I'm like sacrificing my Track and bball outing for the sentosa outing then some people tell me they will be late or cannot come like fk LAH.

Somemore I'm not the organizer and i have to do this sai kung.

Amplified by the fact that early in the morning i got a earful from my chinese teacher about the NE project. LIKE I GIVE A SHIT?

ARRRGGHHH!


Seriously i just feel like punching some one's face in. This holiday doesn't feel like one at all. Even a day meant for relaxation has turned into a day of pek cekness.




ARGGGGHHHH

Yet another beautiful day

Veritas

QIJIAN


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