*munch* *munch* *burp*
hmm? what??? o___O
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wadda hack..
HOMEWORKS
HOMEWORKS
HOMEWORKS..
all teacher like to give
is HOMEWORKs...
My piano teacher...
My tuition teacher
My school teachers...
OMG????

STUPID HOMEWORKS had dig out my brain
and banished all my dearest brain cells
which contain important stuffs...
how horrible narhx...

anyway the interesting part is!
hia hia hia
about my detective work ar! xD
ONE situation had been solve
HEHEHHEHES
i think "HIM" (from our class) and "HER"(from other class)

is... YOU KNOW WAD!! *steady steady BOOM BEEP BEEP*
LOLS!!! there is just toooo many
clues to prove they are together..
hmm let me recite everything..
1st. sms each other in class *all the time*
2nd. after school acompany ea other.. *guo er ren shi jie* ("honeyMOON")
3rd. Have to inform ea other that.. *where they go or when are they gonna be back!*
4th. SEEMS SO LOVELY TOGETHER*important ar!*
5th. OBviously without ea other will die!*KIDDING* LOLS
6th. So solicitous about each other *whether are they gonna ON9?!!? LOLS
DOESN'T THIS LOOKS LIKE WAD COUPLES
NORMALLY DO!?!?
opps!

A detective cannot reveal too much
evidence *although there are lots lots lots*
OPPS! wahahhas go chiong
HOMEWORK niao


x3 L I N G Y I N G


even if i turned to look at you
But you walked away..
Feeling salty..
But you will never care...
Now i just loathe you
and that will be long..
Long enough till i can't see
you in my heart..
Thats when you are really gone..

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