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muhd shah indra
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do you remember when you were young, you were pretty? i do
Saturday, March 28, 2009

screwed.
my day was just okay, had fun in soccer training just now. i didn't run much as my hamstring still hurts. having league game at Canberra secondary school tomorrow! I'm pretty tired now, well not really. but still, haha whatever.
you may switch on your lights now :D

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With love, indra @ 9:22 PM