Sunday, May 23, 2010

I hate it,i hate it,i hate it

You finally get the greatest award of your life,only to disqualify yourself to because of sickness.Now,i'm left with nothing,i believe tomorrow,i may be taken out from the NYAA award rehearsal.My medicine's running out,I'm gonna have to visit the doctors again.







Time is running out on me,because i only have 7 more days to mother tongue paper,i'll try to revise at home

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