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Thursday, September 21, 2006

well, was busy mugging my maths and physics the day before. didn't really have time to blog as well.

maths, test.

chemistry, new topic on water. quite interesting. have to answer question before sitting down. i remembered the question i answered was adding chlorine to the water, the fourth step if aint wrong. lalala~

LCD, composed a poem of graciousness, quite a nice one i supposed. was having an eye sore and tummyache. feeling so unwell. :[ but i'm cheered up by dearest, yulin. i rested on table, didn't expect her to be so nice. =x she asked me, 'what happened to you?' well, a simple phrase could actually cures all. i'm so touched by that. you just won't know how sweet it is to feel that someone cares. :] simple words from her, made my day. yeah, and i know she dotes on me. HAHA.

after recess was physics test, i've studies real hard for that. yet, this unbearable pain is killing me and i couldn't rack my brains at all. yea, just hope that i wouldn't flunk. that's the least i could expect.

ss, moodless. DUH DUH DUH.

english, practised on oral.

went canteen for lunch, food fight with LJB, he threw hotdogs at us. scaredy cat, i walked there, he ran off. FUNNY FUNNY FUNNY.

my parents came school and drove me to sim lim square to purchase my sis's laptop adapter. and then, went to have my prata! NICE NICE. :]

having literature test tmr. gotta read my novel later on.

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