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Tuesday, September 18, 2007 | 8:25 PM
16/09/07
i dislike going to madrasah not bcuz i dun lyk to listen to those uzt. talking bout religious stuffs but bcuz i wish i wasnt in my pathetic class. for goodness sake, let me b wif some ppl i noe. some of e guys in my class r funny whereas all e other girls r super quiet. boring ppl, lyk seriously. & wen im in class, i cant make alot of noise lyk how im in 3e4. girls must b quiet & blablabla. but who cares? i mean.. tts not who i m. im not quiet most of e time. i wanna joke ard wif my friends no matter where. but my madrasah class iz soo not making me happy. no friends = no laugh at all. plus my laughing partner, hasinah, iz not evn in e same class as me. well, im not looking forward to madrasah. or mayb.. i shall make new friends? oh, forget it.
17/09/07
another monday agn. i realised tt i dun hav much time. i wanna revise but starting seems soo impossible & i dunno why. i tried doing practice for maths but awhile ltr, i'll get tired. & wenevr i tell myself tt once i reach home, i must get started wif my revision.. i'll end up saying i shall start tmr. & agn & agn.. until today. haiyoo. simply no motivation. & oh, he sent me home. wee~ & happy 15th birthday to fatin alia. =))
today; 18/09/07
amirah n i were saying how fun it'll b if ms rabiah is our form teacher. wow, i think i'll look forward to sch evry single day seh. anywae, p.e was more fun than last wk. im glad i noe how to play volleyball betta now. obviously im still blurr but at least i noe how to hit e ball properly. it feels soo much nicer once u noe how to play it. & mr ng iz a nice teacher cuz he taught me how to hit e ball properly. haha. & he is patient oso. okaes, tt was random. i slept in class during eng & it was niceee. a short nap, but a satisfying one. i was soo tired. im reali sick of doing maths cuz mrs loke has been giving us alot of practice to do juz to prepare us for eoy. & mrs phee juz wont stop nagging until now. oh gosh, i guess we're used to it. & im struggling wif poa. new topics = i dun understand. haiyaaa. & oh yaa. our class/bags were being 'ransacked' juz now. & it happened during our p.e lesson wen no one was in class. lucky for those who got back their stuffs. & i almost left my wallet in class juz now; lucky i didnt. && btw, tmr is dad's b'day. anywae, i told myself i dun wanna blog anymore but im still here. okaes, mayb i'll stop real soon. this is a very long one. i shall end it here. gdbye. stop being childish okaes?