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Thursday, April 13, 2006
heex. todae gort e NE thing. one word. 'sian.' hahas. e martial arts... alamak. dono wad siias. no standard. hahas. aiyarh. jkjk larhs. jus tt i dono how to appreciate. den got e making of ketupat... haiis. dey teach so slow siias. den i made hearts instead. copy from samuel derhs. lolls.

after e NE thing, i stayed bck for speech day rehearsal lorhs. a quick one larhhs. den later went to help packin up e things in field. wth. for nth kana scolded by miss soh. ggrr. coss npcc and guides doing outdoor cookin marhs. den gort 3 holes.den dey wad nvr take out e charcoal, immediately fill e hole with soil... i oso jus reach e place onlii lorhs. miss soh see liao kip starin at me and scold me lorhs. make me so malu infront of everione. gggrr. i jus reach onli. how i noe wad dey do. den she reprimanded me like im da only one at fault. haiis.

den while packin up... i dirtied my shoes. arhhhhhhs. yuck man.

oh yarhs. and i mus reali thank elsen. hahas. coss tt tym i was reali dyin from hunger... den elsen came... say wad we so poor thing. hahas. den he gave me and huihui each a packet of chocolate wafer thing. arhhs. he is my saviour. i reali so hungry tt tym lorhs.

she reali gettin more and more irritating liiaos. so naggy like ah ma. i say one time for her. she will kip askin again and again e same old questions. i fed up den i shouted at her: "ya larhs! obvious rite. you dam bloody noisy. kip quiet can..." den you noe wad she replied? "huh. no larh. i just wan to confirm with you." wth siias.my eardrums gettin swollen everiday. everi mornin i see her. whoass. my mood swing cum liiaos. at first i dam hyper derhs. den when i see her... i became miserable. is automatic one. i don wan see her larhs. tts why i like history. coss i can be wif clara and summre no nid see her face. gggrrr....

but to say e truth larhs, everitime i do sumthin bad towards her, i feel guilty lorhs. but i think again lerhhs. she reali agitate me lorhs. nort tt i love pickin on her...

dis comin sat is east division day at chung cheng high main. tired siias. we openin a stall derr. sellin balloons, badges blah blah blah. and for e badges... i gort home e makin machine. is mad's derhs. den i bring home finish everithin. tml if gort walk pass mini toons den go buy e 'kiap kiap'. so can do for myself. and if can, i doing one for leon wu, one for rachel, one for clara, one for cher eng, one for valerie chua, and one for my dearest dii dii.

back to dis sat... afta e east division thing... i think guides' speech day contigent nid to stay bck for drill trainings. nex fri is speech day liiaos. sian arh sian arh. no nid study liiao lorh. my sets stil stuck siias. whre gort tym to study. kaos.