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Wednesday, March 22, 2006,8:13 pm

Lagged. Again. Although not as long as some ppl at the class bench. Missed veggie's yawn nowadays.. and that one during Maths lecture was loud enuf to be an alarm clock! I feel very left out of sAEints. My name is there but I feel knifed. Especially when someone spelt your name wrongly for the umpteenth time. And there is a gathering I wasn't informed about. Grr. Now I start to feel what DP feels.

I seriously seriously want the Dashboard Confessional MTV unplugged vcd. But it costs 43 bucks and only 1 copy is left at HMV! Argh dunno when it will be gone. IF it does I'm gonna be real sad. Dashboard is simply the coolest and most unheard band ever. Ask 10 ppl, 9 agrees in unison.

I loved the supper ezoac had together on HC idol nite. Walked all the way to Adam road food center and evryone ordered either prawn noodles or fried prawn mee. That's the ezoac spirit! and a lot of prawns killed! I was indeed hungry. Guess all the suppers we had during yl trained my stomach to handle all the load.