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My sister is slightly better because at special functions, I tend to go crazy with pictures. However she has very, very few baby pictures. Most of those baby pictures are of me. It's kind of sad. We don't really have anything to look at too see how much we've changed. I mean we know that we change, but you know, it's more fun if you can actually see the difference even if it's only on the outside. Kind of like 'I can't believe you had that afro', or 'Yeah, I only went skinny dipping cause it was a double dog dare.' (though I've never had or done any of those.)
Maybe I should make it my new years resolution to take more pictures. (yes I know new years was about a month ago.....Chinese New Years then.) But that means I have to go and buy a camera. I don't really have a camera. Maybe after something which I can't mention here in case she happens to read it, I can get one. (...I think I gave it away already....if you really look into the message). n_n;
It's alright. I don't think she reads this on a regular basis anyway...
Speaking of basis...dag nab it...I have to finish my math homework, which I should know from high school but can't remember and my new teacher just makes it more confusing than it should be. He short forms everything with symbols that by the time we finish writing, my notes look like they're in a foreign language....seriously, no exaggeration.
*sigh* so chow people. I'm off to finish this. I hope I get it eventually. Or at least find my high school notes for this.
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