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Monday, February 23, 2009 I go out. I run. Couldn't take it. I stop while running. Left it incomplete. Get so angry at myself. For stopping. Then recalled. How angry I was. When I didn't stop. Huge dilemma. So I stop. For good. Or do I? (: Same race. Conflicting aims. Sunday, February 22, 2009 We've got a bootlicker in the premise. And it's the first few times I keep expressing my hatred. hahaha. Though I don't really mean it half the time. Poor guy. Handball first round on the past friday. I have no more strength to whine about how much I wanna play. But I'm so glad t5 really owned. 9-0. Beat that t32. :D (Oh damn. Adrenalin rush. WOOOOOOT) Well, monday's in awhile. Morning run in 6 hours. My brain damn pain bye. Oh yes. Another hiatus. Friday, February 20, 2009 Happy Birthday SHAUQI!! Ok it was his birthday yesterday. And we celebrated it the day before yesterday. HAW HAW. J8 foodcourt FTW. The chocolate cake, doughnuts and bubble tea all. Hahaha. It was FUN (for the lack of a better word). :D Yesterday we ended at 4. Which meant I was highly fatigued. So fatigued my eyes couldn't close. They were just staring ahead during history. And I promised to at least convert what i copied in pencil in my foolscap to pen copies. But promises really are meant to be broken. O.O Damn. If this goes on I won't ever catch up in time to pass CTs. Morning runs are undoubtedly the spring of it.. The flagrant imperative.. Tests next week. (The bitch, Physics. The bastard, Econs. The fucker, History. In chronology of hatred.) HAHA. Ok.. I'm just kidding. As much as I hate to say this, I find some of my subjects quite interesting compared to the other combi-s. Project deadlines next week. History night rehearsal next week. On the whole, I do not look forward to the end of today. It's hard to neglect a blatant lie. Just so you know. Monday, February 16, 2009 I think I got it now. It hurts up to a point. And then it doesn't get any worse. Your mind can't know what's coming. Gauging has its limits. We're looking off it. Off the scale. 150. No. 200. No. Beyond. I can, I must, I will. Sunday, February 15, 2009 Okay. So I managed to put economic shit into my head. But it's maths CA tmr. Not econs. -.- I need mathematical shit... New timetable tmr that's why. I might actually go and crash j1 lecture AGAIN. Lol. For the fun of it, and to keep jackston company. So much info from him lah. HAHA. I miss peirce ttmfm. (Random) fuckmyspacebarkeyisspoiltcbbbbbbbbbbbihavetopressitSOHARDDDDDDD. Peak hour on msn. And you find all sorts of ppl in all kinds of situation. It's kinda amusing. Heh. Some panicking like mad cuz sch tmr. See lah. Valentine's day then all forget to do work and study. Lol. Me? I'll be on my bed if you need me. Only to you. Sometimes we don't set targets because we don't wanna fail to accomplish it. Well I didn't set any. But i still feel like a failure. Someone explain please... Oh. And I was supposed to start studying 2 hours back. Now I just feel so fucked up because today is the only time i can catch up with what I've missed. Well, i can, must and will do something about it. L.A.T.E.R. Let's fold paper roses. Heh. Then replan everything all over again. Something obviously went wrong. But what???? O.O Here's one. Its one of zahada's SHITTTS. z 1z 111z 311z 13211z 111312211z ??? What's next? Tuesday, February 10, 2009 Today was unproductive. 2 straight hours of whose line just left me rolling around the floor. Serious stomach cramps. Series of suffocation. What's wrong with these people. They are too incredibly witty. haha. Frisbee for PE today. It'd prolly get the class to come for PE on time next lesson. Oh. And t5 signed up for handball competition. O.O I hope we own. :D School is terribly mundane. And the fact that I expected that, and did nothing about it is making it even worse. If only all lessons were more interesting. Like GP tut. haha charlene kwah's way too berserk-y. But entertaining in a way. We're still on globalizationzzz though......... And I think politics is up nextttttt. (It just gets more complicated.) Hmm......... Race this sat.............................................. Tmr. 1.19. Too many flashbacks. It's jeopardising things. Sunday, February 8, 2009 The first history test was damn good. In a sense where it left me baffled. And I did not even reach the transition paragraph. I repeat. I DID NOT REACH THE TRANSITION PARAGRAPH. Means single digit la. I just hope i do better than that paranjothy who's always saying the word "irritating (insert word here)". Heh. The irony. Oh and during maths tutorial.. Mr Low: ok you see this paper here? you are all supposed to form groups and do this. This is Maths Project. WTF LAAAAAAAA MATHS OSO GOT PROJECT CBBBBBBBBBBB. Well, it got me and Leon a reason to go to Gerald's house on saturday before crashing Finale Night. Ha ha.~ And when we got to his house we all realised we all can't excess COL@C cuz all our accounts have expired so we decided to not panic and do what i bet leon wanted to do all along and slacked. Or rather we tried http://www.mcgov.co.uk/zahada.html and got to level 26. GO TRY GO TRY. YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW EFFING HARD IT IS. Tag me when you get to level 8 i give you fifty cents. Finale night was.. LOUD. As expected. Felt the orientation ambience man. I still want to be facil. -..- And yeah.. The theme was about 'zahada' too. The game we played at Gerald's house. So coincidental. TPY Bk after that then home. The rainbow boy DAMN funny. hahaha. Sigh. School resumes tmr. More people going through the gates of hell and we're to escort them. Good luck collarpin-less people. Imma go study. ^.^ Cuz I am ~~malay~~ hardworking. (I had to strike that off cuz some bastards claimed the two to be oxymorons. Well at least I know what oxymoron means so here's a _l_ to you.) My posts are getting more vulgar. :( Morning run ftw. Sexy pants ftw. :) Thursday, February 5, 2009 Cca Bazaar miraculously worked I guess. I mean, considering the downpour and the fact that our booth lacked some things that was there during open house. We need a loooooooooooooooooong banner. (Elissa needs a bigger balloon. They were way too obscene.) 40 names. Prolly only half will actually turn up. Haha. We'll see. Rushed back to study econs only to hear that it's open book WTF. 2 down, 1 more to go. And our class has yet to play cards. I think that's the most significant change I see from J1 to J2. hahaha.
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