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7.08.2006 07:37
k,i was not late for school yesterday. hahaha!
i spent my whole day doing the compo can.
the chinese teacher was pissed because i didnt do the listening compre practice.
i was like," lao shi,ni yao zhi dao wo de ku zhong ah!"
lol. it was crap la. he decided to leave me alone after that.
hypothesis: ruth is a super unlucky person.
experiment: take out a piece of paper and guess all the 10 answers for listening comprehension practice. there are four choices, (a), (b), (c) or (d).
record: ruth has got only 2 out of 10 correct.
conclusion: ruth is indeed a super unlucky person. hahaha!
then it was math lesson. mr ho was like,"zhen tian zhui zhui zhui,ni bu lei ah? gan gong ke hen hao ah? kuai dian zuo math la."
sighs- even though he is harmless,i put the compo aside for awhile.-.-
ENGLISH lessons after that. 'course i did his homework in his lesson. he wanted to do dunno what oral practice. then he say keep it if not i shall tear it away. sighs- kept it for awhile la. torture can. someone got injured and kept it from her friends and got them into trouble. and i gotta write 500 words without tense errors and all his vocab. and he says the essay must be relevant to the title "a disastrous trip". so i wrote about some losers going to the amazon to look for a flower for perfume. LOL. dumb but no choice. the purpose of the going to amazon sounded disastrous enough so maybe i can succeed in passing the compo.
was finishing up my compo during oh's lesson. k,she was pissed with the whole class cause we demanded to be released on time for the competition with 4h when she already dragged 10 mins. we were studying chemistry durin physics. hahaha! how ironic. and she said she was not angry,its just that all other things is more important that her lesson. i was like WHAT THE-? not angry? then what is with the "i only know all the other things are more important than my lesson" la. sighs-
went for the comp. alright our class won 4h by one point but mr tien is the loser. hahaha! so he is going to buy potato chips for both class and we can keep our stake for ourselves. coool huh. i cannot complain la. i couldnt even name "2 methyl propane" hahahahaha! nvm.
me and kina took a cab down to jurong there to meet up with yaqi ber and hui wen. hahaha! my first time there la. it was fun. then we went to town. bel sheryl hui shi and nic came along toooooo. ohyes,ate and went back home with bestie. hahaha.
RYL was nice. she wrote letter and gave a lolly. she's been cheering me up up up!
BEL reads me like a book. ((: you're right about everything bel....................
c'mon cheerrup tooooooooooooooo ok?
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i hate things the way they are now. i dont understand why things happen. i know i cant forget. i know i still feel bad. i know i know i know! i sound so sober but actually,i was already drunk long long time ago.. nothing makes sense anymore. i'm not looking forward to any days,i'll always look back as i walk away. the past few weeks were just unbearable as the time slowly passes now the pain is dulled and replaced by a strong profound sense of melancholy. guess i can only write it here: i cant forget.
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this time its really mum being unreasonable alright.
you always have a way but i swear you wont see the tears that i cry. you didnt hear me out and now its my fault again. i dont argue,i dont shout,i dont talk,my own version of passive stoicism,and what? you became even louder.


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