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Monday, December 31, 2007

Life afresh

Oh my lord. Time flies so fast, and here I am lazing around on the last day of 2007! Sigh, 2007. Frankly speaking, this year's brought about countless memories that I can't simply forget. The friendships that I've forged in college, the more than often traumatic experiences I've had with the tutors, our (ili & i) secret affairs (close to, LOL. okay kiddin) with the hot vp, (of course) those humiliating moments when I was forced to cry- no thanks to bloody failures, my soon-to-be former civics class 07A07, everything! :/ I'm gonna miss this year badly, I swear.

Oh, dang. Speaking of which, I gotta report to school tomorrow to submit some bloody form! Bloody hell. I've just screwed the prologue of 2008. Fancy me returning to sch on 1st Jan, when I've supposedly vowed to myself to never, ever loooook at the freaking building each time I pass by the aforementioned, let alone STEP INTO IT. Urgh!

P.S: Pray that I don't bump into effin biatches. Fuck them.

Mhmm. New year resolutions? Good grades! Everlasting love! Confidence! Ya. Short and sweet. Lazy to elaborate further.

Realised that I've been megafucking lazy of late. "What happened to the old Diana?!" - quoted by nasri. Bucker up, Diana! (PSSTTT. I think I can make it for next yr! HEHE!) Okay, for the first time in decades, I think I foresee a ray of hope in the near future. (Shut up, bitches, it's rare for you to see me being this optimistically optimistic, sajfhsektur!) Tsk. I can't wait for April. I CAN'T WAIT FOR APRIL, YOU HEAR ME!?! LALALALA 8)

P.P.S: Sorry, can't make it for picnic :(
P.P.P.S: Celebrating with family! How I love them all <3
P.P.P.P.S: But I'm gonna miss YOU! :((

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Diana H.
Jan 8, 1990

xo,