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Monday, March 17, 2008

time to take a dive into the deep blue ocean.

i pray that there'l be sun tmr. and it'l be so bright and big that i can't open my eyes. cause i want to go for a swim. roar.

how now? yes or no? honestly, i really don't know cause it'l be on a different piece of paper. it's been ages since i touched a book. sharks, i'm going to read right now.

pls pls pls.

i'm pray i'm gonna work for ck tangs and get paid well and feel good every working day. i'm gonna swim and get tanned. and feel jolly forever. i'm gonna shop as well, shop till i'm jolly. and rum. and more get-togethers before there's more goodbyes.

blinding spells, again.