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Lost days, pictures fade.
Monday, June 29, 2009

onenineone.
's hope we can talk like last time, can we?

Hi.
Meet gabrielle at about 6.35am near my house there the bus stop.
then went to meet abegail.
up to 232 -skipskip-
and off to school.
one level higher, tsk.
2/5's still as noisy as ever.
especially ruben.
he's still as talkative!
but he grow very tall alr.
a lot of the guys grow taller. :O
can we like, talk like how we used to talk last time? we're total like strangers now, which i dont want it.
new time table, new classroom, new teacher, new form teacher.
i still prefer MrChua as our form teacher ah, he know us better.
and i hate the recess-es time now ah, so sucky.
all so late one.
i prefer last time's time table ah.
recess time, must sit as a class?
and only thing i like is, we'll be released at 1.30pm!
last minute, cancel of training. due to H1N1.
600++ cases. how sad.
after school, went imm.
eat and slack.
and bused home.
cause it's like, going to rain soon?
took 333 one big round.
and tadahhhhhh.

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