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Monday, March 26, 2007
(10:05:00 PM)
"Be here when my world starts to fall."
Monday, today.
Zzzzzzzzomg!
Monday has always been bitchy/sucky/annoying/pms-y (and the list goes on..)
Home econs.
It was such a pain in the fingers.
I was strrrrrrugling with sewing.
I took an hour and a half to sew a lace not less than 20 centimetres.
Omg.
The next half and hour was spent sewing the other lace.
Maths.
I felt good.
I loved myself (and still do.)
Somebody slap me.
(:
I told myself to do my work neatly and correctly.
And I did.
I felt a great sense of satisfaction ah.
English.
It was such a pain in the ass.
Ms Linna didn't turn up today and the class obviously became corrupted.
I decided to continue with my Math for the hour, and some people just couldn't talk softly.
So, PMS-MODE SWITCHED ON. There you go.
:D
Malay.
Was annoying with all the people making comments at one go.
That was annoying to the max.
Annnnnnd, when Cikgu asked for a volunteer..
Zul went " Hakim, cikgu! Haaaaaakim! "
I almost wanted to turn around when I realised he's gone.
They're. All. Gone.
Oh, god.
Thanks to Farah and Ira for telling me to chill and not overreact. Lol. :D
Dance.
Shut up, 'cos I think I did good.
I have been doing so for the past couple of weeks.
Crazy with Gary, Fidy and Kailin during debrief. :D
Tomorrow, looking forward to PE and meeting Bmf after school to study (for me) and talk (for him).
:D