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Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Day 9

hurhur. i was rite. u are never that noble. i thought u gave up fetching ur sister to help me celebrate my birthday... i guess i was so naive.

' i got reunion lunch.....'

how nice. the nite before got outing. the next day MEET outing AGAIN! WOOTS! so ENTHU! so FUN!


bond ur life away. serious.


u are in LOVE with dance people. not dance.. they understand u so WELL.

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