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Wednesday, November 18, 2009 @ 6:01 PM

Everything's a mess.

Yesterday was Sec4's graduation party.
Had fun, but damn tiring.
Ran here and there.

All of us got creeped out by someone.
zzz,
Evelyn's " bff " .

Dance camp is in dec,
hope got overnight.
but mrs loh.
zzz.