Wednesday, September 21, 2005 | 6:27 PM

Sry dudes/dudettes. Muahahas. Had nt been updating. What else but the f***ing exams. I'm aware the promos hv barely started. Except fr today's chinese paper. its called shit. But I'll need it as one of the 2 AOs criterion. It has nt been gd. Ms Loh has started her calling-service. Derick got it and his mum blasted at him. Full force. Pitiful. So I was relieved tt my mum didn't msg me. But upon reaching home. Great shit. She did call. But my part was a way lighter blow. She just told my mom tt I've been lathargic in sch. This shows tt I did mug yea? ok, supposedly. I wasn't at e games fr too long. Just a lil' while, k. Yea, I can feel my nose growing longer..

Sch was pretty ok these few days. But skipped all Chem and Math lec. I'm stupid. What do u expect. I need all e time in e entire world just to scrape a pass fr my promos. yea, cheapskate. So I'm nt bright.. the room seems darker now. Hmmm..

Went sch trying to be early but apparently e f***ful Ms Punctuality locked up e f***ing side gate. Obviously I reached the main gate late. Like wtf am I suppose to do, rape tt woman? All was smooth during Bio until Math. VP and Mr Lim came in to observe our math tut. Little did they know I was eating and reading materials unrelated to math. Mr Wong was nervous during e observation, extremely careful with his words actions and face. FACE. He smiled fr the first time. WE're nt looking fwd to tt. Serious. He looked way like a bulldog. Finally smoeone is here to challenged Mr Neo frm prcs. Ahhas. What's new yea. And man was he concerened. He used the ohp and asked us (last row peeps) if we can see. Muahahas. I wld hv died laughing. In short: he's a (in unison w/ Jon) BASTARD CHILD. My head exploded laughing.

No chem lec so had break w/ e usual ppl. Mugged a while w/ Jon in e lib. he fell alsp. Suprisingly I didn't. rofl.

Lunch w/ e usual ppl. Then went fr Chinese paper. Compo was f***. Paper2/3 was F***.
Oh man..
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I need to pass it. wtf is wrong w/ the chinese dept. My brain cells hv dried up.
And its f***ing cold in e hall. Even w/ my track suit I was freezing away I wonder hw those in uniform survive e paper. And yea, my bladder mst prob burst. Had to hold fr so f***ing long. No thanks to e dificult paper. f***

Sighs. I'm tired. Tmr's chem SPA. I'm totally nt in e mood. oh man f***...