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Ayesha, 15

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Monday, 1 March 2010 @ 21:00
right where you left me

Hi,

I realise that I tend to get infatuated with all the wrong men/boys. I always put myself in situations where I like someone who's totally impossible to get e.g. Mr Ahmad. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA. Okay no! I don't seriously like him, but he is very attractive. I like his eyes. He has this fucking intense stare that will either intimidate you, annoy you, or make you melt.. Well at least a little. I love that he's such a classy bitch. Just makes him that much more interesting.

Today I had some sports heats duty at VJC, which included holding up the lollipop thing for Mr Ahmad along with Syafiqah, Pei Shan and Juzan. We took turns, but we were so bored that I got very, very high from doing nothing under the hot sun for close to 3 hours. Juzan and I were giggling uncontrollably because of the stupidest things, and then we all made some idiotic video with the van from Syafiqah's new watch that everyone finds so siao. Today was so nonsensical (I got pooped on by some bird flying overhead) but I had fun. Anyway, watching VJ boys running round the track all hot and sweaty and happy from the endorphins is not that bad a way to spend three hours.... Oh plus Mr Ahmad was quite entertaining too. He thinks Jurong has funky air. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa I can't believe myself.

Bye.