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He looks pervy

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Jogged this afternoon with pathetic stamina. Super slow, super short distance, super tireeed. I'll die if my 2.4 is like that. Figured that I was dehydrated from drinking coffee the whole day ): I shall replace my one coffee in the morning with an apple ! And lots of water !!

Ah wells. Will go jogging tomorrow. Hopefully it'll be better. But I still feel awesome after running (: Like AWAKE and not fat. HAHA. I think jogging is like a great caffeine substitute (: Feel super duper awake after a jog, after 2km on last friday's PE also feel damn awake, even without coffee. JOGGING FTW. Keeps you fit and awake HAH.

I DON'T HAVE THE GP HOMEWORK I DID IN CLASS WITH YEN LIN ): I HOPE ITS WITH HER. OMG OMG OMG. I'M SUPPOSSED TO HAVE IT &*&^%$#$%^&*. WHY AM I SUCH A FAILURE??

Elizabeth is crazy. HAHA. Here is my dedication to you. She:
  1. SMS-es me about certain certain someone going on a date with some random boy. GOSSIP.

  2. SMS-es me about buying epilators on sale (:

    The more you use an epilator the less painful it will become and the lesser will be your hair growth. Its results are way better than waxing; you become hair free for at least a month. From some source on the internet.

  3. Eats MONSTER - tongue colouring - sweets and sticks her BLUE tongue out at people

  4. THROWS SWEETS DOWN MY SHIRT

  5. ASKS PERVY QUESTIONS

  6. Waxes her legs with candle wax

  7. Runs her hand through Yanwei's hair because she thinks its nice

  8. To be filled in in the near future

  9. To be filled in in the near future

  10. To be filled in in the near future

  11. To be filled in in the near future
But I still ♥ her.
In a purely platonic way !!
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