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Rip Anything Off & Die.
26.10.06
today take report card. but that bloody you mee choo kept us waiting, call our parents up. want to meet. meet ur head la. my mum talk to her like talk so long lor. 20min+. then my mum was like siding with mrs you. then jiao wei jiao wei. go home. at least i got promoted to sec 3. 3e5 bah i think. then that asshole go call my father ask me to hand up the travel form tmr. is that really so important? then when you mee choo talked to my father, my father was like," whats ur name?", " mrs you", " har? you? how to spell?", "Y.O.U", " orh, you, you and me the you la." my father was like so funny la. lol! tmr still need to go back school hand up the form. sian. who can accompany me go?
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