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Wednesday, August 02, 2006

mass run.
run run run.
it's like running aimlessly, ran for nothing.
so tiring that makes me wanna pon school every wednesdays.
=x

two periods of f&n then.
went com lab to finish up the diet analysis.
finally, completed it.
feel like a stone being lifted up from my heart.

chemistry,
see shuryati i'll headache.
she shoo us down to chem lab for practical.
during the practical,
some chemical poured on my hands.
somehow, got the kinda numb feel.
haha.

english next,
did some group work,
it's always not entertaining.

maths,
did some revision for the test tmr.
the skies were grey, but i didn't rain eventually.
nice weather to nap.
rested awhile.

physics,
got back our test papers.
GOSH.
i didn't flunk.
i've got 21 over 30.
haha.
quite impressive eh?
=*)

last period was pure history.
radiah was talking about how important history is.
it's happening around us every now and then.
no offence,
she said a page of history is worth a book of maths.
haha.

waiting for the clock to struck two.
finally a tiring day is over.
stayed in class,
jason, yida, alvin they all came over.
free show?
haha. i didn't bother.
i only cared for my test tmr.
after that, went cwp food court for lunch.
eelyn kept wanting her beehoon.
LOL.
this couple keep making me laugh.
cute couple, i could say.
strayed at cwp and proceeded home.

getting sick soon.
caught cold and head is spinning.
just hope you will be here. i'd rather get sick.

to the last hour of my life, you'll remain part of my character.
part of the little good in me, part of the evil.
i've promised. i'll be waiting.
=*)




9:12 PM



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ABRACADABRA
I'm real like that.

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Seventeen, SecondFeb.
She writes her stories on papers, To remind people of the timid her . Her expressive mind and delicate life, Problems come and they go within time. She takes her chances and waits, For everything to fall into place. Mistakes shall never be repeated twice, Move on quick and live on the life.

I ain't conceited, I'm just Awesome.
&This is my story.

It ain't so lively here.

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