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Tuesday, August 5, 2008


You expect me to know? Well, hey - I didn't know. And don't you dare start about me 'cause when I do what you do, I always inform you. Did you bother to do the same? No. No, you didn't. I wanted to tell you so many things; I was upset. Yet, I had to settle for telling someone else. Some friend you are.

Shan't blog about dance class cause everyone's probably bored of it.
A/w, I love Amanda. She's such a great listening ear :D

And anyway. DAD'S HOME AND I'VE YET TO SHOWER.

RUNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

P.S. I love Jane's sweets :D