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Thursday, July 05, 2007

Oh hell yes, damn shag today. Cos yesterday was msn-ing with a grandpa, told me the grandpa's story. Haha!

Er, damn LOL thing. Can you imagine a tcher behaving like a pri school kid? Fiona went look for her to get her task question and there she go.. !#$$^!!!&* at her. And when Shen lao shi saw Fiona crying, ShenLS prompt her. Ms D saw and she sms-ed Fiona, 'What did Ms Sim told you just now?' Ohmytian, I couldn't believe it. Kayyy, and there's actually another matter. Worse, and I don't know how to explain. It's really very ridiculous, isn't? Alright, just voicing out my discontentment. Freedom of speech, yea.

Thursays are so gonna be a maths day. Haa~

What else. Maths choice. And then off to meet ekoon at vista then took cab to tuition centre, just on time. The time's sooooo packed! Must rush one man. Then er, tcher gave us some school's prelim paper. Copy each other's work uh. Lol. Am a nooooob. Ekoon explained, taught me the steps, it seems like Greek to me. Hahaha! Anyway, the tcher was nice.

Then, back home. Ate, bathed, teevee, sprawled on the floor and did maths. I fell asleep on floor man, see how lethargic am I. Mom woke me up, disallowing me to take a nap. saded. So er, continued with my work and here I am, blogging.

Maths test tomorrow.

Literature! Siewkwan, Chelsea, Ginny and I didn't even touch a single thing on Kiil, yet. And, I told AlanChua we're gonna meet out to do this powerpoint. Haa! Nahmind, anyway he said draft tomorrow. So, yea, just scribble through. :D

Well, real lethargic but still energetic. HAHA.

Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! (:

Discrimination, no? YES.

Trying hard to understand. You know?




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