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Monday, February 27, 2006


A rather depressing day for me today.)':

Played tennis at Charmaine's house today,
fun.
But woah,
my back hurts...
Seriously wondering how am I going to play Netball in this condition,
wil just drag the whole team down lah.):
KNEE INJURIES, ANKLE INJURY, SHOULDER INJURY
AND NOW EVEN GOT THIS BLOODY BACK INJURY!!!
)): I DONT WANT ANYMORE INJURY.
but I really love Netball.
Dinner-ed at Hougang mall.
Home-d.
Slept in the car.
Really tired.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZ

LOVE, I'LL AFRAID OF IT.):

NETBALL, I'M DEPRIVED OF IT.):

STUDIES, I HATE IT.):

Thanks for all the notes about cheering up and stuffs.
After I read them,
I cried even more.
But it's alright.
I really felt better after crying it out.:\

You: Whatever it is,
we'll still be best friends forever!!(:
take care. : D


8:42 PM