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Monday, September 15, 2008

sunday.
studied 2 hrs at trl & void deck each. surprisingly, the neighbourhood was quiet, so it was a rather conducive study place. i guess 2 hrs is my attention span, cos i got bored aft dt.. and started CW-ing. hahaa. lucky nt many ppl walk past ;P

my new room! *with old tenants stufffs. toots.
^ dad said its been painted glory red already. i cant wait to seeeeeee




today.
aft sch had poa&emaths. all that numbers must have short-circuited our brain. cos we were like totally crapping.
my SOTD : "im not short. im just vertically challenged."
diy's SOTD : "if i were the *****, i'd be suffocating."
i tried repeating that, but accidentaly combined choke&suffocate = shoke/syiok.
which sounds so wrong when placed in the SOTD. oops. ;P
lolol. somehow we i mixed up ck with another ck which got us started talking abt UWs and... stuffs. :X *inappropriate content alert*

ohh, and chem was lol. as usual she stresses the importance of the sub = which is like, THE most important and applicable subject we are taking- compared to the others.
-her words, not mine :b

my stml is getting worse by the day! jz nw i was like searching fr my pencil case in my bag on the floor to find my stapler only to realise a few mins ltr that my pcase was on my lap all along -.-
and also alot of other stupid stuuff. aiyohh. what is wrong with me?!

What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
so many what-ifs. sighs wistfully.

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