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‘‘because tonight will be the night that i fall for you’’
Prologue
the girl next door


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I could go back to every laugh, But I don't wanna go there anymore, And I know all the steps up to your door, But I don't wanna go there anymore.
I’ll leave my window open, Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name. Just know I’m right here hoping, That you’ll come in with the rain.

Jayne, 13, FMS(S) 1E 2009



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Movies
Watch Twilight
Watch Transformers 2
Watch Hannah Montana The Movie
Watch The Time Traveler's Wife
Watch My Sister's Keeper
▪ Watch 2012
▪ Watch New Moon
▪ Watch Dear John
▪ Watch The Last Song
▪ Watch Valentine's Day
▪ Watch Eclipse
▪ Watch Ramona and Beezus

Birthdays
the 13th birthday
▪ the 14th birthday

Grades
Good grades (Term 1)
Good grades (Term 2)
Good grades (Term 3)
Good grades (Term 4)
▪ Pass Grade 5 Theory

Material Goods
iPhone
Apple iPod Nano
▪ CDs
▪ New pencilcase
▪ New wallet
▪ New clothes
▪ FBTs
▪ New watch
▪ New School shoes (Converse)
▪ MacBook


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Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Yesterday was really hellish. First, news on yu wen ce yan: I had 50% of my marks minused for duan wen tian kong because I wrote ci yu instead of the numbers. How retarded is that? Isn't it the same thing? Then, the science paper came back and I was emo-ing for the entire 3 periods of science class. Therefore, I'm NEVER talking to zeng lao shi or Mr Chan ever again.

Went to SP with Rachel, Camille and Prisca yesterday for lunch at McDonalds. We ended up getting sidetracked by some stuff and ran all the way to catch a taxi back to school, otherwise we would be late for CCA. Choir was stupid because they made us sing that dumb song over and over again.

Then, reached home at 7.30 and did my D&T chair. I did it until 10+ and realised I hadn't done ANY homework at all. Chionged my Bauhaus movement worksheet and everything. Sat down to work on history at 11 and did until past midnight. Was super darn tired this morning. I could barely even open my eyes.

Term 3 is really suckish. Grades are bad, marking systems suck, lessons are getting more boring, seating positions are perfectly ridiculous, etc. Loads of bad things have happened this term. Hope I don't screw Term 4 up as well.

P.S. Must mug more. Seriously.

No one knows the pain you left behind


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