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Salut. The name is Ivy. She gets a year older every 18th November. Butterflies aren't really on her List of Nice Things. She loves her BFFs and TENNIS :D. Okay, and she doesn't know what else to say so she will stop here.
Thursday, June 01, 2006

wee~! class bbq coming le in dunno how many weeks! so excited...hahas...but it's a pity mama bio wun be with us...oh well...at least uncle big belly and papa physics are coming...lols...XDD...bough a new pair of sandals at half of it half price of the original price...so cool...
holidays now are really quite a bore now...hate to say it...like i lock myself up half the day in my room...just staring at my worksheets and computer...hais...so unlucky...hp also spoilt...everything can use except the KEY-factor...messaging...xianz...hahas...oh well...
really hope mama bio is doing well now...due date for baby to pop out is 06/06/2006...060606...not a very pleasant date...welll...i ain't being superstitious or stuff like tat but...wow...if none of my christian frenz ever told me bout the NEGATIVE side...i would still be thinking it was a fab date...hmm...wat the heck...mama is going to return to be our form...and we know it...
i am kinda hoping i can successfully pon choir without letting teacher-in-charge notice..it kinda clashes with my class outing...and though both are darn important...i choose to go for the alternative tat proves me as a sheesher...lol...xiao...anyways...Mission Impossible IV as i call it...humph...X((...oh well...hahas...
gotta got now pplss...nitex and sweet dreams...