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Friday, September 14, 2007
sore throat sore throat

Dammmmn. My throat still hurts despite my drinking of water ytd and tdy. Then tdy both doctors aren't in so I'm stuck w/ this woman who doesn't tell you what you are sick w/ and instead just talks and talks and talks.

Damn.

I want my charsiew baooo! I dno la. Ytd while walking back from tkd I bought one. Yummy. But small. D:

Let's see. The boys are suddenly obsessed w/ rubberbands and shiz. They keep shooting it around. And Gwen like, got this mark on her hand or something cos of Mr CWC. Damn you la, faggot.

Rain was nice. Niceity nice. Very strong. But now it stopped. D:

Let's see. P.e. was fun. I did a homerun. At the second time. And I hit too hard for the first try. Gah. Okay, fun anyway. baseball is so fun. But I ahte running in the field. So bloody ughish.

God, I don't know why but Cindy is like, hooked onto MTV. And I'm okay w/ it. But right now its playing really trashy music but she's not even caring. Damn it. Okay, shall go off it and let her yell at me.

The entire day I couldn't really smell much. Had to constantly blow my nose. Used up the 3 packets of tissue I brought to school. Okay, right now I can't taste a thing. Neither can I smell. Just now at least I could smell. Now I can't smell. Damnnnn.

Okay, this is like having fever. Zz. Still got Math. And I ahve yet to study. Damn. Must study alrsss. If I want to have a good grade. Damn damn damn damn.
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