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Sunday, July 29, 2007 . 6:08 PM

as planned on saturday i went to clementi to find miss chia. couldn't find her tho. wonder where she went. hmmm. lunch break i suppose. after that waited for kun for 1 hour at clementi mrt. since i was lazy to go home and come out again... then we headed down to downtown east again.. watch marcus play. sadly first round of today he got beaten. but a third was pretty good alr. nice one ms. hung around and watched the finals. was pretty cool the way the champion micro managed his groups of units. realli cool. super ownage.. pawned the second placing. haha. after that we headed home and here i am typing lol.

last nite i couldn't slp. so i did some thinking.. reflections i mean. looking back at me 10 years ago, i realli realli super duper regret that i dropped piano lessons. i feel dam sad. hating myself for making such a thoughtless and stupid decision. now its over. im 17 now. all my younger years have been wasted. if i had not quit, i'd be 4 years above grade 8 now. wadever that may be. now i'm jus a screw up. a delinquent. im no good at studies. and i have no proffesions. kinda like crap. u know fei wu they say in chinese. well. i've wasted my life. i'm nothing now. haha. well ive noone to blame but myself. its jus too sad. haiz.. oh well past is past..

Later