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Not all scars show,
and not all wounds heal.

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Sarah is constantly aggravated by a few choice people who decide that its okay and fun to never do their work and thus force it upon her.

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Abby :D
Amanda
Annamei
Becca :D
CA <3
Fum
Ger Liau
Jean :D
Keri
Laura
Melody
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2M 2009

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©Glamouresque.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
i am torn to do what i have to


homg i feel:

1. pain.
So, so much emotional pain.
I can't find my jeans.

2. tired.
You try training then going to a BBQ then having a last minute sleepover with fum and pra.

3. Cold.
The aircon's been on since 2pm yesterday.

Let's elaborate on unnecessary points, shall we?

K, so i went over to fummy's at 245 yesterday because my house was slowly becoming infested with smelly 16/17 year old boys for matt's birthday party. Jan was there and they were watching white chicks so i sat through it. :D

Then i went for training and then i left early.
And ran to the bus stop to catch the bus.

SO AT HER BBQ, ME AND JAN ATTEMPTED SYNCHRONIZED SWIMMING.
And failed.

And we ate alot :D

then after the partaye pra was on the phone with her mom for like, 20 minutes trying to get permission to sleepover.
And she did (:

Its okay CA and jan.
we can have another sleepover someover time k :D

SO WE CAMWHORED ON MY BED AND CARRIED MY BED DOWN AND TALKED ALOT ALOT ALOT AND THEN SLEPT.

And half way through the night, (fum claims this k) she heard my brother say:

'uh, guys, i think we have a problem with toilet arrangements. there's 3 girls sleeping there.'

There being the room where the toilet door was located.
HAHAHAHAHAHAH!

So we woke up at 730, and went back to sleep and woke up at 830.
and we ate scones for breakfast. :D

then pra had tuition and fum had to sleep or whatever and had choir later and blahhhhh.





AND I COOKED :D
AGAIN :D
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay