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*Rachel
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Crikey, it’s May!
Sunday, 3 May 2009

MAY

yes it is! can’t believe it. it’s already 3 days into the new month and here i was, still thinking it was april.

AND worse still, i thought today was Mother’s day! it’s next week, the second sunday of the month like it has always been. Actually thank goodness it isn’t, haven’t gotten my mum anything yet. =X

gosh, how come i keep getting dates mixed up?

srg

i found that, in times of bordem or frustration with homework, little brothers can serve as a form of entertainment.

believe me, he wrote those himself. (okay, not entirely- my sister wrote the cake one) and proceeded to dance around the house with a load of post-its on his shirt (alot more on his back) which said random things. the silly things boys do are hilarious.

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my desk looks as if i were really studying. AHA! i needa go clean it up.

sigh. another week ahead.

aim to survive it.

Lets go back, let’s rewind to the days that remind me of all the good times that we spent together.