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Tuesday, October 6, 200911:08 PM

i learn a very big lesson today. DONT WAIT TIL THE VERY LAST MINUTE TO DO MY PROJECT. sheesz.. im rushing both my projects since i have less than two days away to hand it all in. I.AM.SO.DEAD. SO SO DEAD.
with work in a few hours time and rushing through my projects, i have no idea how i am to make it through. i need a miracle. worst has yet to come. im falling sick. fever plus flu and tummy ache and cough and other anonymous virus-es invading my precious body. my body is aching in all sort of places. i need my mr 'perfect' to come and massage me.
i just cant seems to not call you for a day. i just need to hear your voice. even for a short while. i'll get restless when you dont call me.
i know i shouldn have gone out after school to meet a friend and i should have wait til i finish everything. oh well! to my dear friend. i hope you like the present i bought for you. HAPPY ADVANCE 19th BIRTHDAY! you owe me big time.

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