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Dear Diary,
Friday, April 11, 2008♥8:44 PM

im so tired. was late again today. cos i waited for jen. hahas. then mr jerry made me take out all of my earrings. hahas. but nvm luh. expected le. so i took it out before he saw me wearing so many earrings. hahas. you wanna ask for trouble? come on. don't mind quarrelling in front of mr ng right? come on luh. let's quarrel in front of him then. if you have the guts, go and look for him on monday luh. you want quarrel then come on lo. i bet you don't have the guts to quarrel with me in front of him luh. and, if i don't understand what is mass, what has it got to do with you? i wasn't in class and you expect me to know what's going on? wow. i bet even you can't do that. and, when i shifted to that place, i didn't saw you there. that was my mistake. and i admit it. much better then someone who always push the blame on others. like it was other people's fault like that. i didn't say that. and you wont have to know who said that. but i think a guy like you should be able to guess it quite easily. unless you're really that stupid. but i don't think so. you're someone who cant forget every single thing no matter how serious the thing is. and stop bringing up the past. the past is the past. you don't live in the past anymore. i know you didn't bring up the past to me. but still, im just saying that for someone's sake. nvm. if you're not happy with anything abt me, go tell mr ng on monday. want quarrel then quarrel in front of him. if you have the guts, then say everything out in front of him. if you don't go look for him on monday, i'll take it that you have no guts at all. i don't think you will want to lose face right? nvm. it's still your choice. take the weekend to make up your mind. no matter what, i will still go and look for him. whether you want to come or not it's your choice. i hope you'll make up your mind fast.



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