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Monday, April 03, 2006

tears welling up in my eyes. but i'm not gonna let it fall.. not in the office..
dunno wads going wrong. i juz feel so sad.
onli seen him for an hr for the whole week.
n tt 1 hr wasnt planned.
if i've not gone down to his place,
it'll be 1 whole week.
he's juz not putting in the effort.
told him i miss him, n he took it as a joke.
he's juz not bothered tt we've not been seeing each other.
i'm starting to qns if he really do love me.

went to watch the dancesport championship yest. the pros are amazing.
starting to wonder if i can make it for the comp.
its scary wen even the beginners r gd.
guess its the exp tt counts.
*shrug*

passed my grade 7 piano pract exam.
grade 8 nxt.
not sure if i can make it thru tis stage.
*shrug*