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Wednesday, March 10, 2010 Ö
Posted by Bt @ 2:33 AM

Cause maybe it's true, that I can't live without you

Today my mother went to school to meet dk and mr tan.
Go inside talk like 15mins then she start crying.
She said she never set any unrealistic targets for me.
Yesterday, she told me that she wanted me to get 80% for SA1.
Unrealistic?
Joke.

And turns out that the caning was unavoidable.
Niceeeeee.
2 strokes.
Win!

I think im obsessed with you.



And the grass is getting greener each day