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Beyond me



Friday, April 3, 2009
yesterday:

ys was playing that toy machine outside videoworld again.
then when the thingy went down,
the grasp was like not very secure,
so we were like all thinking
"aiya gone case alr"

then when it came up, it picked up two toys at one go!
then we were like "ahhhhhhh" then like laughing omggggg.
so lucky!
but the other one that it picked up by accident was this scary bear,
so we put it back into the machine.

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trg today was rather fun!
ms lee wasnt back so she asked another coach come stand in for her
and have fun with us?
so yeah(:
but i injured my damn finger again.
THE SAME ONE THAT HAS BEEN GOING THROUGH THE PROCESS
OF RECOVERING THEN ME HURTING IT AGAIN.
for so many times alr.
its like never gonna recover fully):
and im so tired now :/

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daphne is so scary.
SHE CLOSES HER EYES AND WALKS DOWN FOUR LEVELS OF STAIRS
WHILE HOLDING ONTO ME.
omg i so scared for her can.
one wrong step and she might go tumbling down the stairs,
maybe even pulling me along-.-
but, trust(:

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hahahha.
hi(:
(i owe you this)

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so many things are drawn/ written on my tumbler omg hahhahaha.

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im so engrossed in "the tenth circle"
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