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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
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had skul tday. met jolene on the bus. amanda came t skul. mr lau talked something abt blogging today. haha. so yes, i learn something new. though i knew it long ago luh but i jst ignored it, so yes. haha.

geog paper returned tday. was not as bad as i expected it to be ! and i scored full marks for the 4 marks map reading question ! i suck at map i swear. but, i didnt fail map. haha. got 5 out of 10. section A question on manufacturing was kinda not bad leh. not that i expected. only lost 2 marks. but my tourism sucked badly. real bad.

anyhows, i was sleeping during the first 2 a maths lesson. practically sleeping ! i mean, mew woke me up but she couldnt. hurr. gosh. haha. i was really in deep sleep i swear. damn bloody tired luhs.

oh, we had TWO rehearsals for tmr's IPP. stupid aye. waste our time. ugh. and imma be so bloody perspiring in thr. jesus christ. and then, jst before skul ended. mr ng saw that box of maggots (eeeew ?) on the table. he was doodling with it. im like, mr ng ! your lunch luh ! twisties. haha. then he took the whole damn box of maggots and put them in front of mah face. good thang i ran away with mah bag. YUCK BIG SHIT ! it's was bloody gross i swear ? yuck. oh eeew. ugh. and i screamed, t chase him away. good thing i didnt scold any vulgarities. hurr.

skul ended nd i headed t holland t have lunch with mah mummaye.

im ending here nd go watch tv. ciaos.