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    Saturday, April 21, 2007


    fell into deep sleep once i closed my eyes.
    frightening dreams came haunting me, wondering what was wrong me when i regained consciousness.
    dreamt about myself returning to st margs. (perhaps i really missed that place)
    abigail was in, too.
    i could only remember this part where abigail and i wanted to take pictures.
    however, due to the school rule which says, "no using of hp in school premises", we decided to go to the toilet and cam-whore.
    we ran and went towards to last cubical (squat), i didnt look into the toilet and i just turned around, wanted to grab abigail's hand to take picture tgt.
    a scream was just being led out. without even looking what was happening, i escaped and ran for my life.
    as fearful as i was, i peeped into the toilet towards the last cubical and saw a bunch of hair swirling around the toilet bowl. abigail was sucked in.
    -THE END.

    what the freak. how could i dream these dreams. frightening. )x

    morning was a good period today.
    doing housework without eating breakfast was a torture.
    but i still did my work, vacumming the floor.
    then my mother came back and started checking the floor.
    zomgz.
    shes freaking irritating. saying here not clean there filthy.
    WHAT THE. F*
    told me to vacuum the whole darn house again! ):
    spoilt my day.
    bad mood all the way.

    i miss going to school. haha. :D
    anyway. my young little small juniors did well for chinese dance SYF competition.
    they achieved a GOLD award.
    a little disappointing. but they werent as good as the senior batch, frankly speaking.
    so i didnt actually expect much from them.
    as long as they did their BEST, its fine with me. (:
    too bad i did see how they did.
    didnt have time to. ):
    such a bad senior i am!

    - i just wanted to say ...# ;