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Y ; Sunday, March 05, 2006.

ok.. 25/2/06.. bad day.. reli bad day.. although it is friday and i finally got away from that hell of a skool, i am aching all over..
the nite be4, i had to help my uncle move from one apartment to another.. this means that i have to drag my luggage and everything else across the streets of melbourne!! this starts from 6pm to midnight.. OMG.. that is the first and last time i'm going to move from one house to another like that.. embarassing plus tiring.. be4 dat.. had to ensemble 2 queen sized bed together wif my dad..
today.. my dad's leaving.. at the airport.. i couldn't help but cry.. now.. i'm totally alone.. i haven't cried since that friday when i knew i'm going.. but now, i reli cried my heart out.. my dad cried too.. juz d 2nd time in my life i've ever seen him cried.. then, we went back to the old apartment to continue moving our stuff out.. then, all of a sudden, a hail storm hit melbourne.. huge rocks of ice comes pelting down our heads.. i had to stand in the sidewalk to wait for it to end be4 i can get into the car.. absolutely freezing at that time.. well.. at least i have a bigger room in the new apartment..



YYY
BLACKISH ;
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