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Y } Saturday, February 24, 2007

english paper ystd.
rather easy.
:D
and stupid mr xxx.
i finish my paper at 8am.
and we only have t hand in at 8.25am.
which means that i've got almost half an hour of free time right?
and seeing that i owe someone a letter, and i've got one more extra foolscap, i spent my whole 25 min one writing that damn letter.
and when we're supposed t hand in our papers, he saw th letter on my table.
he asked me t CRUSH IT AWAY!!!
i'm like WTF?!
last time when i d that, noting happen one lor.
and it's not as if i bring that damn piece of letter t th class right!
he saw me writing it lor, cus i sit RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM.
not like i can choose where i wna sit.
was so damn damn damn angry.
):<


my phone bill came tday.
it CHI-BA-BOM!!!
= =
got scoldings.
tday actually wna g buy new phone der, but raining.
curse th rain lar!
= =
i think i'm gna g get myself a prepaid card.

anw, this morning, I COOK MYSELF A SCRAMBLED EGG!
say wow!
:D
but it's too damn salty lar.
x:



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