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Thursday, August 13, 2009 . 5:01 AM

michelle is blogging. so early. hahaha.! haiz. pon class today, partial myself or should i say. i don't expect that i will stay for the whole lesson today and is expect. haha. so leave sch at 12 going lunch with sisters. haha. then slack there do funny things. then went shopping. around causeway point. haiz. nothing better to go also. damn tired. no one seem to understand man.. i feel so bitch after all. so many things happened. and i can't do anything. omg. so what should i say. michelle oh michelle. your advice is limited. you can't do anything also. let the fate decide. you can't do anything. haiz. so how. nothing can be done at this moment. well. i will only sit back and relax and try to solve problem i think. maybe this will help me. hahahha.. well i'm not going to school tml. hahaha. pon class. or clear leave nicer words. hahaha. one sentence.. love suck to the hell when is not romantic.! update again