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Thursday, May 10, 2007
Baby, I'm yours
And I'll be yours until the stars fall from the sky,
Yours, until the rivers all run dry
In other words, until I die

Anony : Who're you . T.T
LP : HAHAH ! , you're welcome LP (: i love you alot alot alot tooooo !
Hahah , i dont want mamee poko , i want huggies dry comfort . lolololol
Jessie : Oh Hello Jessie (: im back from camp . Camp was !@#$%^& . But its over & im happpyyyyyyyyyyyy .

IM BACK FROM CAMP ! ;D
Yes , im back from camp . Day 1 at camp yesterday was badddddddd .
It was like raining th whole day , we couldn't do our high elements ):
Played some telematch in th evening ,
dinner , sang songs , had some night walk thingy & we got blindfolded .
I freaked out ohkay . @#$%^&*(*&^%$
Bathed at around 10 plus .
HAHAHAHAH ! bathing w low jiaying is super hilarious manzxzzz .
We were like screaming in th toilet all th while .
Esp , when one of th instructors was rushing us , jy just shout smthg that was super malu please .
JY ! , you want th whole world t know ah . Omg

Day 2 at camp was alright luh .
Woke up at 520 AM . Super early ohkayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy .
Breakfast and my damn gastric was like torturing me during th whole time .
I waited in th sickbay f korkor t come and pick me up since dad couldn't get off .
Kor came , and some asss was just so extra t go talk t my brother .
OMG I SWEAR SHE'S DAMN ANNOYINGGGGGGGG , JUST LOOK AT HER FACE OHKAY .
My brother was SUPER T TH MAX irritated by her .
HAHAH ! he was like complaining in th car .
My brother rockssssssssssss .

He drove me t th docs w his friend .
Seeeen th doctor , bought foood home & booo yo , im at home rottting (:

Baby, I'm yours
And I'll be yours until the sun no longer shines,
Yours, until the poets run out of rhyme
In other words, until the end of time