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Sunday, August 3
yesterday was a pretty good day. compre in the library was quite hiliarious. i didn't know dissecting a passage could be that funny. and sherman was telling us about this girl who called in to 987's Muttons. and jo couldn't stop laughing about the catchphrase. haha. crazy woman. and shilin revealed that she listens to 97.2FM!

HAHAHA. what an ah ma. no la, she was kidding. anyway there's nothing wrong with listening to 97.2 what, right? :D heeheehee.

before phy revision we were sitting outside perkafe. just talking bout stuff. (& silently cursing our common enemy sitting nearby) one of us shared some pretty surprising news. our reactions were so similar la. haha. gossipping is so fun! how can anyone live without it. HAHA. aiya but seriously, what he/she told us made me think a bit. i may not be the best friend a person can have, but this i can say: some ppl are shitty material for friends. i hope they step on a banana peel and fall back on a huge pile of puppypoop. (:

testimonial match afterward. felt nice to be back again. made me realise how much i actually missed being with the girls. sure there were some awkward moments but i really enjoyed myself last night. camwhoring, playing games, screaming matches. haha. (:

hmm. had a nice talk with cal during recess. told him what was going on & all. what he said made a lot of sense, i can't drag it on. but i still dont really know how to deal with it. i made a promise to myself, & its not the only time i've broken it. sometimes i wish i could just bury all this somewhere far away, and never have to deal with it again. i'm not much of a fighter, that i admit. i dont like to face my fears. i dont like confrontations. i dont like & dont wish to do anything that involves arguing/shouting/talking-in-a-louder-than-usual-voice with another person. right now i can still block it out & truly enjoy myself at sch & with my friends but i know i can't hold this up forever.

someone once said this to me: "it shouldn't be this hard." so what now?

anyhoo. monday may be our school holiday but i have 3 tests coming up next week. (surprise surprise) mugging is on. woohoo.

We used to have this figured out
We used to breathe without a doubt
When nights were clear,
you were the first star that i'd see.

Used To - Daughtry

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Agnes
Janna
Jeanette
Jillian
Josephine
Rachel
Ryan
Sherman
Shuyun
Yiling