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.Tuesday, March 27, 2007 ' 9:07 PM x
Shit.This is the umpteenth time I forgot to sign the Giro Form
for the payment for my O levels.And why must I be so darn mamai
till I urgh,damn it.My papa decided to drive all the way from Kallang to
JWSS just to sign my Giro papers tomorrow.And I'm praying so hard that
my dad will be given a chance to even ENTER through the main gate.
There's the security guards remember?And there's the surveillence camera
too.I'm praying so hard that Dad wouldn't burst his temper or anything.
And I'm pleading(silently)that they are lenient.I heaved a heavy sigh of
relief when I got to find out that there's others who paid by Giro handed
up theirs today.So,I'm not THAT late.But I'm still behaving like a worry-wart.

Oh,one of my classmate had quitted school.She has got the potential to
study and succeed however,life isn't fair for her.She has financial
disabilities and just by working as a McDonald crew captain isn't
going to support her family that far.She's the source of income.
You know,it's kind of sad,come to think of it.Well,that's life.

I have to fork out $17 for the class t-shirt.*wonders*[It should be pretty
or else..]Anyway,today was uber fun.During PE lesson,my buddies and I
invented a new frisbee game,which test your speed and skills.It started off
with me and Shawn dancing to our own singing while frisbee-ing.One of the
glass frame broke into pieces when I-don't-know-whose frisbee flew high and hard.
Then,I had to do the tryouts before finally doing the assessments for frisbee.
Points are counted ya'll!I realised that my backhand passing is smoother than
my forehand.However,after several times of passing,I get the hang of it that
my forehand's much more SEXIER,well not literally.

After school,We went to Jurong Point to accompany Akif.We surveyed shops that
sells perfumes,Eau de toilette,natural spray and whatever links to it.We checked
NTUC Fairprice and oh-shit!There's kindersurprise!Jumped for joy,and all eyes
were on me[: The absolute PERFECT way to grab some attention!*snorts*
We were pretty darn long at john little.We surveyed almost EVERY spray there
and it looks like as if we're toying.Well,as a matter of fact,we were.
One perfume impressed me with its mild smell.Another,with it's fruity smell.
And..surprisingly one with..Zai's smell?

Well,enjoyable I should say.Now,I'm busy managing my D&T and English.
I think I need the booster back,to boost my memory.

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