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Sunday, October 16, 2005
Ugh. Monday.
I am so NOT looking forward to tomorrow. Second period: returning Maths promo paper! I already know that I'm gonna get a straight F, 'cos I gave up during the last hour, and spent my time writing notes for Bio, on Photosynthesis and Respiration. Plus, I haven't done my tutorials all year. Yeaaaaap. I'm pretty much screwed for Math. You think?

End of Day One. =)
It amazes me, that we actually managed to get here. I think back on all the second thoughts, all the 'relaying' of our feelings via Rach and Fai, all that uncertainty we had when we finally faced our feelings......I guess we were really being silly. After yesterday, it felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off my shoulders, but seriously...it was kinda like a cliche situation! Beautiful scenery, nice romantic setting. Cliche, but nevertheless, wonderfully sweet and perfect......

IamnotemoIamnotemoIamnotemo. I am not emo.

Really!

I'm not!

Purple hearts are pretty. ;-)

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