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Saturday, September 17, 2005:

silence again.i hate the silence.why is it that both of you are always so insensitive towards each other?why can't both of you be more accommodating?sometimes, i seriously do not understand.
why can't you sense his frustrations?and u on the other hand, why can't you be more understanding.i know what u are troubled about but,can you please go pamper her?and both are you are putting me at a spot.i bet you don't know.or maybe you all never knew.you all are just so ... changeable. and tomorrow you all will be alright again.but you know what? i hate it. cuz of u and you are so shan4 bian4.

MAF turned out to be sad occasion.pat, me, chris, ele were just sitting at the swing talking.
and i thought about no more 206 and felt very sad. and i cried. then, ele couldn't control le and she cried too.pat was adding on to the sad atmosphere by singing sad songs.till now, i still think that pat was just trying to act strong.sorry ele, made you cry. how many more thursdays left? the thursday group. every single moment of it. the leaving class at 6 plus. the fun we had, the dances we had chrographed. the fun we had chiong-ing work like mad. the fun we had laughing at me and my lame jokes.christine and her calmess. walking to the bus stop with dear christine. and also,"idiots" , every moment of recess with all of you. thankew.you brought joy to me. <3 you all forever.

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