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Saturday, November 27, 2004

"When i came in, he was therre. a min laterr, he`s gonee."guess he`s abt to go to shawn`s place. we didn`t go bcoz we juz don`t feel like it. well.. den i`m gonna rot at home todayy. mayb tonighht we`re gonna workk. no we`re not. yea. thhat means i reallyy gotta stone at HOME!.. urghh! well.. mayb i`ll give alicia a call andd askk herr abt herr plans forr da rest of da dayy as zhen`s gonna slackk at home i guess.

sighh.. i`m boredd. thiis is ma usual phrase. hope u guyys don`t get sickk of it.

i`ve been thinkingg of him* everyy dayy, everyy min, everyy sec. i`m seriious.

omg! i`m gettingg jealous. hehhs. aighht.. "don`t fall too deepp gurrl".. yea! okayy.

mayb goingg out wif alicia laterr.. but i doubt so.. i don`t know whhat i`m talkingg about. forget it. cyaa.

We can't return,
we can only look behind.
2:44 PM