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Monday, March 13, 2006'♥
mr bala sho bad cut our choir dance stepz for d EMD..shOoOo bAd =x todae felt so alone realie veri strange without shihui n munyee haisHh hai hao gt baoxin n xuelin those galz arhz or i duno hw i goin to du guo tish wkz hmm..todae mr goh oso beri beri bad owaiz cal us go down d music terrace run n run n run....sho miss mr yiong llz he betar nt lyk mr goh lyk tat owaiz dun smile one orhz.. =x heEx .yea!!tml no choir yipEe wait tis dae so long liao HeEx.
