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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
school has reopened.

its the third day of school already. here are my views.
time table sux. got english everyday of the week. and chinese on 3 days!! omg.
things are changing.
i seem so distracted from lessons now.
anyway on the first day, mummy sent me to school..
then after school came home then went for tution.
tuesday, had training after school. came home first though. then half way through ellis tian soon and huini came to celerate jia hao's and mrs wongs birthday.. we had ice cream cake (=


oh well. i'v got no mood to blog. sorry. imma stop here

sarah writes/ 6/28/2006 04:06:00 PM

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