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Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading
So sick and tired of all the needless beating

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Monday, January 29, 2007

chinese spelling today was kinda easy.. except i forgot how to write an easy word.
x(
english lesson was so boring.
mrs murali was like droning on and on but nobody's listening .
LOL .
surprise? i bet NOT .
and you know, the funny thing is, when mrs murali speaks, she goes " Jay blahblahblah...hEEE.." and she'll go offkey.
LOL .
Its like a spoilt radio luhs.
if you dun believe me, ask anyone in 2e4 or wadeva luhs.
at CME lesson,2e4 made mrs V mad AGAIN. (surprise?!)
and she stormed out of the class rm..omfg.. not the first tm luhs.
some gurls (including me and jolyn) made a " sorry " card to mrs V.
and than jolyn is like,keep telling me to give mrs V the card after sch cuz, SHE DONT DARE.
and i gave mrs V the card and ran off.
how pathetic is that? ( uhms,i hope jolyn doesnt see this! )
LOL .
than after eating our lunch, me, jolyn and yunzhen went to the libary..
dint do much maths qns anyway,
cus the two of em keepon laughing . like siao .
mad luhs?
you bet .
band practice is as usual. frenchhorn section improved a teeny bit.
=))
will stop here for now.
bye peeps.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay