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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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Friday, July 23, 2010 { 10:24 PM }

What a week. Nthing much went on today. Most impt event was the talentine's auditions. haha.

I need to sleep man, been lying to myself everynight that i must go home early from school, and must sleep early. It NEVER happens. :( Sigh.

Today marks the 21st day of closure. 3 weeks have passed. How am i feeling ? Alot better than the start. You know, we could have still been friends, till she made that choice that spoilt it all. I mean, at the last event that i organised for her, i just had this funny feeling that everything was about to end. True enough. Sigh.

Dear Viper, cheer up. Ain't that sad. You'll get over her. And you won't be going for probably anyone else i guess. Your Oath. You're binded to it, and will seek to keep it in action for as long as possible. Remember. :)

Dear Awesome traded my shirt with one she bought from moberly. haha. I gave her an M, and i got back an S size. :( haha.

Fringe is getting more and more irritating. And dear mr hairband died alr. I need a new one. :( Bah. Sunday's coming, can't wait to have sakae.