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Friday, August 7, 2009

todae, still sick. temperature = 38.1.very sick . it subsided in the morning but came bsck in the nite . -.-''. nv go sch todae cuz fever . obviously . walao . stop asking mi to call u la . i m sick u still wan mi call u . u think i superman arh. can 1 second sick then 1 second recovery . i m so not wad u think i m . stop bothering mi . u call n talk rubbish . waste my bills . HATE U! stop calling mi la . n dun sms mi also .u hug mi one more time n u will get it from annabelle and eleona . NOT kidding okae ! u nv go sch not jiali's problem . stop pestering mi n paris . we cannot stand u n u think we can .u follow us we already nv say any thing. u better not let us treat u like how some other ppl treat u okae.we r not as kind hearted as u think we are . we can dun treat u so good 1 okae . we r ur friends n u treat us for GRANT ! WAD KIND OF FRIEND R U ? think abt it urself .
mood veri bad . not going to call u . going to reject all ur calls if u dare pester us again.

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