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11.14.2006

Pie poo. [conscience: summer rain.]

Things never goes the way you want. You stare at the wall, hoping and praying.

NO. It never will go your way. Don't put your hopes too high, it will put you down.Pfft. Try, and be mistaken.

Get back to the topic.[[[[[[colour changes.]]]]]]

Weeh~ a little colour for a change. Plus, this is my favourite colour. YarYar, call me girlish or childish. But this colour really rocks. Getting to the blogging mood. Not a terrible day i would suppose. Slacked off at my com the whole day, with my bro commenting on every single thing i do. Geez, buzz of to your room and play with your Gundam. VERY bored. Had my fav dish curry. But still, have not been watching what i eat. It's the HOLIDAYS. c'mon. I've been listenin to AFI the whole day. DOTA, mini games. Nothing to do actually. Now here comes the peak of the day, class party. Was not punctual as well. Blame the car. My dad crashed it when he was supposed to pick me up. Thanks alot. But xinli was kind enough to ask her mum to fetch me there. SERIOUSLY, I am still embarrassed till now. Feel 'paiseh'. Oh well, thanks alot. Reached Burger King; greated my classmates. Gonna miss them and form 2 alot. *tears. oh well, everyone looked decent. Had our dinner, sang our heart out. Wasn't that fun. But I'm really gonna miss them. Gosh, sobs. Guess what? 2 months down the road , and we'll be the fags with pressure, stress, projects, a tonne of homeworks and our parents on our back. YAY! 9 more months from then, we'll be sitted down. Mind packed with information. and sitting a petty exam.Well enjoy your holidays now. Har Har, laugh at me you form 4 kids. Just cause you failed PMR, you don't havta be cruel to me. =(.

Nuff said, dexturr.

-scribs. @ Tuesday, November 14, 2006