Hahahaha..... the conversation at the tagboard amuses me. hahaha
Well, the week is finally over. I must say it isn't a good one.
Mic and I actually celebrated our 5th year anniversary working. Sigh...
I was sick. Got dehydrated. Feed me with water! hahaha
After I got back, alot of things happened in a single day.
Friday is the only day I get to see you guys most. It's the most important reason why I come to school.
Terrible life began yesterday and ended yesterday too. Thank goodness.
I hope for the better.
I hereby swear that I will not get worked up again.
My current idol is mr lee. Why can he sit in the lounge and discuss stocks and stuff with other people? Why is he always smiling? I aim to be like him.
I hate detentions. I HATE DETENTIONS. I hate remedials. I HATE REMEDIALS.
Note: what is written here is only 1 facet of me and there are many facets of me. The words do not represent my entire life. They only represent me at that particular point in time. Neither do I have to make it coherent.
Now and then, I can stare at my laptop for a few minutes, thinking of what my beloved class might be doing. Haha...omg, I can never stop worrying for them.
Well, the week is finally over. I must say it isn't a good one.
Mic and I actually celebrated our 5th year anniversary working. Sigh...
I was sick. Got dehydrated. Feed me with water! hahaha
After I got back, alot of things happened in a single day.
Friday is the only day I get to see you guys most. It's the most important reason why I come to school.
Terrible life began yesterday and ended yesterday too. Thank goodness.
I hope for the better.
I hereby swear that I will not get worked up again.
My current idol is mr lee. Why can he sit in the lounge and discuss stocks and stuff with other people? Why is he always smiling? I aim to be like him.
I hate detentions. I HATE DETENTIONS. I hate remedials. I HATE REMEDIALS.
Note: what is written here is only 1 facet of me and there are many facets of me. The words do not represent my entire life. They only represent me at that particular point in time. Neither do I have to make it coherent.
Now and then, I can stare at my laptop for a few minutes, thinking of what my beloved class might be doing. Haha...omg, I can never stop worrying for them.




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