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profile | with selfless faith.
entries | the whole earth shakes.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007 | 9:00 PM
i can onli describe sch as dead boring? i had no mood for sr. it was totally boring. im sick of tt lame reader's digest bk. & i almost slept during one of ms rabiah's period but she was scolded me. wat she expect me to do if her lessons were too boring ritez? haiyoo. & i forgot wat happened during e rest of e day. & i realised tt e class was kind of quiet todae. i cant figure out why though. & training wasnt a torture cuz mr bok didnt cum. wee~ played against e sec1s but it was quite tiring. i dunno why. had tuition wen i reached home. see how miserable my life iz? oh gosh. im tired rite now. a short one will do for now okaes. & therez study hour tmr. i dun want ~! haiyaaa. & im not done wif my f&n. damn it. i wanna go watch tv now. gd nites ppl. t.o.u.c.h.m.y.l.o.v.e