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Sunday, February 19, 2006

1st things 1st....for those of u who noe me in ma school...I DONT LIKE VERA KOH!!!!!!and 4 those of u hu dunoe me...dats the gurl from the 1st post...






well...2day iz sunday but im covering for last week friday..
same thing as usaul... i woke up washed up and went to school, i saw Vera Koh aft i put my bag and went to da canteen. when she saw me she juz looked away, i noticed she looked a little sad, she den turned around and said her leg was pain, her hand too...i asked her y she still came to school and she said it was for the photo taking....she later took out her file, i saw her hand sorta trembling, i could tell she was really in pain, i told her to go home aft the photo taking but i dont know if she did...
aft school...i went to da bus stop and over there...i turned my head to the right and saw...Vanessa the gurl that i now had a crush on. i was sorta shocked. i took out my phone with its camera expecting to take a photo of her...juz den i heard my fren say, " Hey vanessa! Gordon likes u!!!!!!" i shouted back, " oh my gawd!!!!SHUT UP!!!!!!!SHUT UP!" then my other frend said," hey vanessa Gordon wants to take a photo of u." juz when i heard that i quickly kept my fone, and the bus juz arrived, i went up the bus just in time to remeber that Vanessa was taking the same bus...i saw her at the first row and i quickly walked to the back of e bus. throuh out the ride , i was showing off my fone's MP3 player to my frends.
At my stop, I got off first, followed by vanessa. i stopped for a while waiting for vanessa to walk pass. when she did, i watched her walk pass and snapped a shot of her back..useless...i shouldve took a pic of her face...

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