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i din see him at all today. i dno. am i glad? i gues.. i dno. im tink im havinn 2nd thots guilt. i found myselff lookin out for himm. and whn i saw his stickass fren, i was hopinn he wud b ther as well. he wasnt. and i nearly bash sriee up in frustration(:
talkinn abt bash.. hahah.. we were in class.. i dinno hannan was bhind. so i was stretchinnn my arms abt and arhh^bishh. i hit him. i made an impact(: cuz he he was like whoa. ahhha. if i had my arms higher a lil bit, i wud have hit something else. i was sittinng you see. hahha. hHahHAHHAHha. hah. okie.dirtyy ar, lelaa. hahhahha.
i love mt. hahha. love the lesson. but sadly, not the subject. yehh): but heck. i thot my mly is terrible, but u shld have heard rasheedi((: Oh. cikkgu majidah confiscated tis mag hannan was readinng. gues what was it. hahhahah. porn. hahhahah. it was suhandy's. hhahha. i dno la. ehhe. but it wudn b the first time. hhhahhhah.
chan no need today arh. monday bluuues, huhh. cindy nearly ended up wit blue face and blue hair. cuz she was talkinn whn chan was teachinn and chan aint happy and he got tis blue spray frm hellz know wher and started spraynn.
emaths test was crazy. evryone was like complaining. and they got all depressed, esp ryan(: evrybody curses dennie. poor dennie. mayb yall shld give him a break, munz. hes tryinn so bloody hard to adapt to us. and here we are makinng life difficult for him.
we rock;)
lent my phy text to the 4e2s. ehhe. great. lightened my burden a bit. hhahhahha. but dang tmr must bring back cuz theres no phy tmr... ah hecks. who has my phy text huhhs? im regrettin lending it. cuz thers like so many humiliating shiets innit.. -blush blussh. his name evrywherr. shit. and i tink i slipp my test paper innit. aiseyhh. i dun mind if i got full marks.. but i barely paaassed. hhahah. haaishh.
practical chem till 3. thn after tat winnie and i got to the staff room and interview miss tan lee choo((((: funnn!! hhahahha. miss poon was ther too to add in the fun. were laughinn and stuf. mannn, the teachers are like a whole new person ther! hahhaha. u can hear mr tan laaughin his head off, u can hear miss noor swearing etc. yehh!!
miss poon was like, "we're fun ppl after 3." miss tan goes, "yeh. we're not hantu (ghost in mly)." and poon added sneakily, "we'r cheeky hantu's." and we all startted laughinn all over againn. maaann. ((: Trust me, the teachers staff room is the place uve just gotta b. but must have a purpose la. hhahhah.
hey guess whats tis. >> s2
its a blaaardy heart, daaammit! hhahahhaha. cool, huhh? i thot so toooo!!! i s2 uuuu!! ehhehe. no? still cant see it? ..sighh.
Single by Natasha Beddingfield is plaayinn in my head over and over again like a recorder. ehhe. erm. talkin abt recorder, neeone has one? cuz i may need it. to record the interview instead of painstakinglyy catching up and writing evry single word they sayy.. ahha yeh. thanks:D
-siiinggs. tis is my current single statuss my declaration of independence.. thers no way im trading places right now a star's in the ascendants.. im siiiingllee.. right now. tats how i wanna beee. im siiiigggleeee. riiight now. tats how i wanna bee..
erm yeh. i tink u get it alr. hhaha.
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