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Wendy Chung. 13 August 1990. QUT – BNE,AUS .
♥’s: cows, beach, swim, party, dance, movies, reading, new places, sushi, pink, shopping, baking, enjoying life to the fullest and novels are my favourite things.
Monday 16 June 2008
HHS4M

I miss Elaine Kwan and Wouter de Vries!

Remember the things we used to do that annoyed Mr. Ken so much?
Remember the non stop talking?
Remember the knuckle playing game we used to play with Wouter?
Remember how our hands got all bruised up?
Remember the lesbian and Dr. Phil assignment we did?
Remember the liquorice candy and mentos?
Remember our pool sessions?
Remember the stupid video of me and the licorice?
Remember how Mr. Ken used to look at us when he got frustrated?
Remember how we used to play around with the camera?
Remember how we used to laugh at Frederick?
Remember how we used to bitch about 'chick that sat beside anonymous'?
Remember how Wouter used to annoy us so much?
Remember how much we missed him when he was actually gone?
Remember all the photo taking sessions we had?
Remember how i used to sleep in class?
Remember my 'nurse' outfit that Wouter hated so much?


remember remember remem...ber


there are still a whole heap of stuffs.
All i'm trying to say is i miss the both of them like

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this much.