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Friday, September 17, 2004 // 12:46 AM

walked in the rain all the way home yesterday. it was cool. i was drenched to the bone from head to toe upon reaching home. surprisingly, the stuff in my ripcurl bag wasn't wet. waterproof? could be.

another death incident at the mrt stn. at bishan again. why would they commit suicide there? of all the places? in the first place, why would they want to kill themselves? God gave us our own lives. make full use of it. cherish each and every day of your life.

wadever crap.

presentation of semestral project tmr. hopefully preparations can be finished by today.

stupid projects.

i'm outtie.

it's nice to know that you were there. thanks for acting like you care.

au revoir~



with love, lydiana

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