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Saturday, December 22, 2007
" ; 10:02 PM "

HERROH. ugh sec school : crazy. it's not the same. i had a coughing fit during the principal's speech. rar. so scarrrry. the seniors thought i was like crazy because i couldnt speak. tiffany hadda be my mouth. ARGH. everyone is scattered everywhere. there are gonna be new cliques and my heart is gonna be broken. corrigans are all seperated. omg. everyone i know is like in the same class. problem is,i dont know which people to hang with. rar. there are like the six ixora people,the six hono people and the six lily people. i love them all. like rarrrrrrr. and it's so weird not seeing every single face at IJ. ANISSA LYE ISNT OUR'S TO BRAG ANYMOREEE. we lost her to Raffles *&%^%($&%$*@#*^$)*&^)&^%^*.

went to ACS today. i guess they're sounding good. i hate melissa foo. you got us into this. >:( you had to be there. blahhhh. i miss primary school so much. i realise i'm never ever gonna be able to visit the building again. saddening. shyyyt. i dont know whadda join. they want me to do dance. but i'm like half hearted. and i dont think i dance very well. so i guess i'll join um. badminton. all the CCAs are like... i dont know. i don't think i can maintain four yeaers of the same thing. omg so many subjects larrr. booklist scared the hell out of me. oh and we have new words : pootle,poppycock and AWKWARRRD. those are christie and my catch phrases. okay argggg? okay bye.


caitlin



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