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Baby, don't say goodbye.

about me.
There's only one word to describe me.
Name: Shawn/Randy/Tatsuya
School:Singapore Polytechnic
Age: 17
Birthday: 14th May 1993

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Kenneth.

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Tuesday, May 12, 2009 { 8:23 PM }

Impossible. My life just gets better and better everyday. I get into a truth or dare game as the victim? As in the person that kenna dare is relying on me to save her. Kinda awkward. But.. the consequences is kinda harsh. And.... So. thy sacrifice myself to help barhh. HAHAHA. Better dun anyhow talk here. Later my peeping tom sister come see wadever i say.
And so, due date's tmr. How? Troubled thoughts, uncontactable person.

Today, i realised Kong Jiao Wei actually sabo-ed me to go to kenna under some weirdo teacher. It's not nice. When you're one of the 7 sad ppl who kenna chosen to be sent to some weirdo teacher and get taught by her. SUCKS.

I'm seriously troubled. How to help?
Help or not to help? Big question.