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Wednesday, May 20, 2009, 2:55 PM/

hey guys.
I won't be hyper today D: (SORRY NIECE)
Because of my disgusting results.
Only my HMT can save me.
Only my HMT improve seh.
Haiyo.
Today will kena from my father.
I'm already mentally prepared.
Luckily only the chinese paper and the HMT paper is back today.
Or I will kena more from my father.
Eeeyo.
Don't feel like posting actually.
But I want to keep updated everytime.
No one can cheer me up at this point of time.

Today in bus:
Went up the bus and found out that the bus is full.
Sat with a korean boy (Primary 1).
Actually I stood up, not sit.
Then found out that the bus auntie changed.
Bus driver changed.
Some other freaky people came onto the bus to make the bus full.
Then have one yellow house boy, he suddenly just sit beside me.
Squeeze me like shit lor.
Then have one Primary 5 girl, her name is Michelle.
She told me that this stupid boy is always like this.
I don't get what she meant but knew it after a short while.
(If you know me well enough, you will know that I'm gong gong at times.)
Then I looked at that damn boy.
Stupid, he don't even say sorry or whatever.
Keep squeezing seh.
Then in the end, I didn't even sit on the seat seh.
When the bus is about to reach my block downstairs, I quickly get my bag off him. (He actually sat INFRONT of my bag. Like my bag is on the seat, but BEHIND his bag. And he's carrying (not carry but like just put the bag behind him like the 2 straps on his shoulders) his bag while sitting.)
Then somemore the bus filled with carbon dioxide.
Yuck.
FREAK HIM.
I know you don't really understand and I'm trying very hard to make you understand, READER!
Sians, thinking of my stupid results, I want to puke badly.
I don't even dare to face my father.
I need a phone call badly.
WHAT CRAP AM I TALKING ABOUT. Zzz.
Laoma... call me leh.
Sian, lucky later have tuition, if father call, I hope it will be tuition time then call.
Argh.
I hope this week past quickly.
No, not in school but when I'm at home.
One thing that cheers me up:
Tomorrow have NAPFA, can stay in school longer because second session.
Other stuffs that might cheer me up:
Laoma conferencing with me and people.
Recieving phone calls?

5 words:
Haiyo
Hais
Eeyer
Damn
Freak

I go sleep liao, I can't bother to think so much.
Just finished my tuition composition.
Yuck.
I think I'll fail.
I'll just go sleep.

Anyone who sees this post, don't bother.
Don't bother.
Unless you can cheer me up.
Or don't bother.

Cheerio,
Mavis ):

Wednesday, May 20, 2009, 2:55 PM/

hey guys.
I won't be hyper today D: (SORRY NIECE)
Because of my disgusting results.
Only my HMT can save me.
Only my HMT improve seh.
Haiyo.
Today will kena from my father.
I'm already mentally prepared.
Luckily only the chinese paper and the HMT paper is back today.
Or I will kena more from my father.
Eeeyo.
Don't feel like posting actually.
But I want to keep updated everytime.
No one can cheer me up at this point of time.

Today in bus:
Went up the bus and found out that the bus is full.
Sat with a korean boy (Primary 1).
Actually I stood up, not sit.
Then found out that the bus auntie changed.
Bus driver changed.
Some other freaky people came onto the bus to make the bus full.
Then have one yellow house boy, he suddenly just sit beside me.
Squeeze me like shit lor.
Then have one Primary 5 girl, her name is Michelle.
She told me that this stupid boy is always like this.
I don't get what she meant but knew it after a short while.
(If you know me well enough, you will know that I'm gong gong at times.)
Then I looked at that damn boy.
Stupid, he don't even say sorry or whatever.
Keep squeezing seh.
Then in the end, I didn't even sit on the seat seh.
When the bus is about to reach my block downstairs, I quickly get my bag off him. (He actually sat INFRONT of my bag. Like my bag is on the seat, but BEHIND his bag. And he's carrying (not carry but like just put the bag behind him like the 2 straps on his shoulders) his bag while sitting.)
Then somemore the bus filled with carbon dioxide.
Yuck.
FREAK HIM.
I know you don't really understand and I'm trying very hard to make you understand, READER!
Sians, thinking of my stupid results, I want to puke badly.
I don't even dare to face my father.
I need a phone call badly.
WHAT CRAP AM I TALKING ABOUT. Zzz.
Laoma... call me leh.
Sian, lucky later have tuition, if father call, I hope it will be tuition time then call.
Argh.
I hope this week past quickly.
No, not in school but when I'm at home.
One thing that cheers me up:
Tomorrow have NAPFA, can stay in school longer because second session.
Other stuffs that might cheer me up:
Laoma conferencing with me and people.
Recieving phone calls?

5 words:
Haiyo
Hais
Eeyer
Damn
Freak

I go sleep liao, I can't bother to think so much.
Just finished my tuition composition.
Yuck.
I think I'll fail.
I'll just go sleep.

Anyone who sees this post, don't bother.
Don't bother.
Unless you can cheer me up.
Or don't bother.

Cheerio,
Mavis ):