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Thursday, February 03, 2005Y
-mOOdy day-

i'm fiNe now... but earlier part of toDay suCked...
was chaSed by my neighbor's dOg doWnthe stairCase! from level 9 till 6, where the liFt is...! so unlucky... i was so scared tIll i tUrned pale... the inconsiderate ownEr! shiT her... u know what, se was with her dog andshould ave soMehow stOpped it from chaSing me or juSt carry her dog right... scared the wits outta me.

didnT go for my lectuRe cos i feLt so mOOdy, not in a mood for scHool... thnking that i'm goNNa fail my geM test and my aCCounts test, which i really know nuts abt this time, is coming tml, it spoilt my dAy. went fOr itaB lesson which lasted fOr 3 houRs. miN waS busy doing ouR ecOns assignment - a flow chart/mind map of fisCal poliCy, thru'out the leSSon... it wAs quite hard cos we need to inseRt aRrow and Boxes all over and it's tedious...i saW her looked quitE faN ovr the stUff so deciDed to not diSturb heR...
we dIdnt talk for very long, unlike usuaLLy, we wouldnT have even feW minutes of silence eVen if we're tirEd.. den i suDDenly realisE sth wRong... why are we not taLking anymoRe?
min talked to otheRs, but not me... i feLt saDDer and saddeR ... cos i dunno waD's wrong... she went toilEt by hersElf, and after itab, she left the rOOm w/o waiting for me as she usually wouLd..
i stAyed in the rOOm to fInish my stuFF... a while later she came back to asK me to gO...we waLked to the mrt station togeTher, but didnt talk at all...boArdeD train togetheR but didnt talk ...i felt so upset...crIed on the trAIn... so duMb and siLLy right, crying on the train... pple looked at mE, but just couldnt control my tearS... usEleSS ... MsGed miN to as if she's unhappy cos of me. she saId cos she Was so irritated by the econS thingY yet i didnt help her at aLL...i feLt so soRRy

sweet ^o^ 7:39 PM