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Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Today was my birthday and i really can't belive that nobody remebers!!! Well it's ok now since this wasn't the first time no one remembers my birthday but i am still abit upset about it. It is lucky that my third sister, mother and my friend, Safirah, remembers my birthday. And i don't think i will tell any of my classmates my birthday if they ask me because they won't even remember. Though Safirah always forget when is my birthday and she kept asking me she still got me a present the day before my birthday. Now Safirah had became my bestfrind and i think nothing would change that. Whenever we were mad at each other we usually would forget about it and after awhile we said sorry to each other. Sherri, was also my best friend, but she does not remembers my birthday but i don't blame her because we are not in the same class and we hardly met each other during recess. We became bestfriends when we were primary two and we were still bestfriends. When we were primary two Sherri usually made me mad and i never made her mad. But the next day she would write a letter and let me read. And it always says that she was very sorry and wanted me to forgive her. I am glad that i have two nice and kind bestfriends.


reca @ 6:30 AM


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