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Sunday, December 26, 2004
boxing day

i dunno how i should feel. sad, relieved, indifferent?? He said it was our last "date", i really dunno how I should react. No matter what expression or reply I give, it'll hurt him. Mayb act blur was the only way out then. sorry....

and i saw her at the orchard mrt station. shock of my life. the makeup, the clothings. omg. nvm. i suck at dolling myself up. wahahaha.

that's all. trying to kill time.

anyway, thankz for the book! and the S.H.E bag. really very greatful, all the effort just to get it.

apparently, AHBand is having their concert tonight. And I never go and watch. haizzzzzzzzz. what a hopeless senior I am.

Happy Birthday bern!