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Saturday, June 2, 2007

Kegan started talking to me again last night.I dunno.I need to buy some top-up cards.HAHA.I SLACKED.Suppose to go help Nicholas,swimming team captain,at the Warren Carnival...BUT I SLEPT THROUGH.He smsed me...SORRY NIC!
Convo through sms with Nic.

N-Vice head team captain,where are you?
A-I'm at home and in bed.X)
N-WTH?!Get your ass here now.I can't find help to help me with these food.
A-Even if I go,I'll be playing tennis and eating the food you cook before people buy them.
N-You want me to get over there and change you,brush your teeth,drive you to Warren?
A-Yea.But you don;t know where I live.
N-No.You live with me.
A-I'm not replying anymore.Go find your own help.


Hehez.

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