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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
SND'07

i reach there on Sunday and i don't like it. my best friend was not there. i guess she is too busy with her work and things like that. she made me no time for me to think why did i come here at the first place. life is short so i stop thinking and walk to know the answer. she was not happy with my present i know it somewhat. she was in fact much angry that i was not there last week. u can blame me for not turning up i got tons of work to do. tons of essay to write and i had to finish reading a super thick book i borrow from my friend which i had not touch on it for a week. just the first chapter ended as i reach the place. the first colour i look was orange. that orange wall which lead to the hallway of the class. i wonder again why am i here. i call my best friend almost every six step on the stairs. i was not hoping to here she say "oh i got ur message. so i dont know if u coming a not. are u here for lesson or just the form?" well well what did she had for luch? nails and pins? well i would say i am here for the sick of the form but no no i was here for both. and she dont seem happy that i would throw back all my work to come here and waste my time. for the sick of my own good. well well. the worst thing is that she want me to keep the video. she got the same one. the SAME one. the SAME.. well i am not rather happy about it...

maybe i was not having a good mood when i reach here.. i should check the way of my mood. for her. for her that i hate for her than made me feel super bad about everything 4 years ago......

♥ ...I'm glad you're the one I spent it with.

9:45:00 PM