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Friday, September 2, 2005


feeling so... dumb.
while people are climbing walls. jumping from ropes or whatever.
i'm here.
sleeping my life away..
ho
hum.

i really wanted to kayak.
i really wanted to.
hmphs_*

i missed the sports heats.
i missed the kayaking course.
now i miss the camp.

destiny.

if it's all for a gd cause.
then nvm.
maybe if i went i'd fall into the water n drown.
maybe.
but i don think it's really possible.

mum keeps sayin it's my own fault. i shld've stayed at home. feel sick le still go out. aiyo. come back. high fever. will become stupid de. hahax. hmmm. maybe it was really my fault. maybe. but i choose to believe that it's destiny. it's fate. it's whatever that's playing a trick on me. 2005. dis is the year. i fell sick the most times.

fengshui bahh?
hmm.
hmm.
hmm.
yea right.

i feel kinda weak. since i hurt my back i haven't been feeling healthy at all. forgot when was the last time i felt healthy. boo. dis feeling sux. sux. sux.

i woke up from a sleep at arnd 4pm. and i thought it was SATURDAY! whee- den i thought maybe if saturday were over i'd feel much better. cuz they'd be finishing camp soon. but. but. haha. it's still day o1 of camp, dear. it's still day o1.

two more days. of sleeping. while others have fun. it's not fair.
boo.
boo.
boo.

if YOU were one of the silly people who din wan to go for the camp, i'd trade my fever with you anytime. but i cant. see? i cant. dumb ass. why muz fall sick now.

sianx.
sianx.
sianx.
kinda alone.
even my voice left me.

i sound like a
dunno.
ostrich?
u can hear me...
NOT.

one min
i'm yelling happily
I CAN TALK!!!!
the next min
you see me yelping
with no voice at all.

whee-
how fun.
thanks alot.

boo.
have fun at camp, guys.
i shall continue sleeping.
haha.
sorry
i'm such
a
wet
blanket.

(: but i seriously hope u guys enjoy the camp. take care.


;6:03 PM


ng yi qi♥

yiqi
grps,nhhs,sajc

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