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So sick and tired of all the needless beating
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Monday, November 3, 2008

hey. guess what. olevel mt in a two days time and im not studying. hahahs. i studied peribahasas in the train to sch today and managed to complete half of sec twos. plus ive written down some notes on 'how to write a malay compo'. so i guess its ok. but im still not ready. i mean i need to get an A. how is that possible. hehs.

so school was ok. the last day of mother tongue intensive plus maybe cikgu zain aint taking us anymore next year. maybe. sad but maybe well get cikgu shikin. so i dont know. hahahs. and cikgu became the dont-know-how-many-times-ive-lost-count person to comment about how me and nurul asyiqin bte md saffrin look alike. like siblings. hahahs. and the fact is we dont! hahahs. we even stood infront of the mirror today and confirmed among ourselves that we dont look alike. not the hair or face. plus im chubbier! hahahs. as in i have FAT cheeks. lol. yeah but we just laughed it off. i mean i got used to hearing that. hahahs. but we dont look alike. not that theres anything wrong w syiqin. but comeon we have a different mother and father. hahahs. XD

amaths. got stares and angry faces from mrs loy. i think i talk too much. hahahs. im goona get it on wednesday when my mom meets her. serves me right. lol. had training right after school. 2pm-650pm. almost five hours. reached home at 9pm and received hell from my parents cos i forgot to tell them that i had training and didnt call them. luckily thursdays training in school. though i have no idea why.

printing and scanning notes and peribahasa list. kbye.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay