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Thursday, June 19, 2008


rainy...today is just like the other day going to school...and went back home....wad i wanna emphasize here is the dream that i dreamt just now....i was wondering why my tears will flowing out down to me cheek....i cant remember that dream clearly...but still got a picture in my head...the content is like that...i were so lonely...and my frens like not really want to mix with me but there is one exception,my teacher still treat me as a fren...this thing keep carry on for a few months...until i get the news that my teacher will no longer gonna teach me cause that idiot teacher wanna switch me into his/her class....i begin to fell so sad and try to tell the autorities that i dont wanna to go in his/her class...but they say they cant do anything....on that time i dun noe y i feel like crying but i still ''tahan'' til i come to the stairs...i can hold myself and begin sit there i start crying...until my teacher come...i hug at his/her and den i woke up....den i start thinking back why will i cry because of the small matter...i am really swt and btw i really appreciate that dream also...so i worte it here...and as a memory...i finally found something i really want liou lu...7.44p.m

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