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Friday, September 15, 2006--2:42:00 PMY

ALMOST LATE TODAY. and whose fault is it?

MY OH-SOO-CUTEE sis.

soo yeah. got up at 7. got the shock of my short 15 plus year old life as today got hmt prelims paper. was in a rush, in a bad mood, what-ever that you can associate with being late. and why i end up like this? cause my freaking sis off-ed my alarm clock. -roll eyes- well, it's hard to describe, but my bed and my sis's bed is pushed together side by side, i'm on the right, soo that she won't roll off the bed. those who came to my house before will know. then i put my alarm clock in the middle of the two beds to prevent IT from falling onto the floor. AND SHE OFF-ED IT. soo great right? i almost wanted to kill her, and she must thanks her lucky stars that i didn't. cause my call-ed taxi is already waiting downstairs. and when i'm back at home now, she's off to sch. went out of the house at 'bout 7.15, and i'm still scared that i'll be late, cause gates closes at 7.25. guess i'm lucky, cause i reached sch not only in time, but still have time to climb 4 storys to my classroom to put down the bag. PHEW. this scare has woken me up totally, and i still don't feel sleepy now. =X but i think i'll still sleep later. what's that look for? it's raining, it's cold, it's sleep time!

soo i didn't get to memorise all the "hao ci hao ju" given by the teachers due to my rush(thanks to who?), and luckily for me, the paper was ookay, except that i might get the format of the compo wrong. hopefully not. =\ the second paper was tiring man! the third compre, i was skipping every other sentence. x-x and it's super duper cold in the hall. pearlyn good lorh, got jacket. at first, at the sound of the rain, which i didn't know was rain, i thought someone on-ed the fan to max. then i was metally cursing the person who did it. then, when i look out of the hall, i realised that it was raining. gosh, weather changes fast nowadays huh. soo anyways, i don't have enough time, but. whatever. as if i know how to do all if there's sufficient time.

now i knew that i made a right choice 'bout saying i'm not going for the first three months. cause i doubt i can get in anyways. =X but i aiming to get into sajc for my O's. i love that sch! xD the uniform rocks! though it's kinda far.. if asked whether i've got any dream sch, then it'll be VICTORIA jc! i know i know, it's farrrrr. but then, it's a good sch you know. the 3rd in whole Singapore. very good le eh. and it's music based too. xD

kayys, it's raining, and it's cold. time for me to hibernate le! xD tata!

As Always, Loving and Missing You.








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