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oh please. you're no saint.
NOW THE PARTY DON’T START TIL’ I WALK IN.
Thursday, May 13, 2010 @ 9:47 PM
first day at the container classroom.
oh my gooooooosh, HAHAH.
all the periods for today SUCKS. big time.
but thanks to that container, i survived today! (:

first of all, due to the fact that
the awesome foursome are still sitting together,
it's impossible for me to NOT get into the lesson
probably cos of the aircon also lah, but you get
what i mean ((:

and during first maths period (since we have 3)
me and celestine heard disturbing noises
then we start freaking ourselves out.
seriously, NOT. COOL. RAHH.

thenthenthen.
celest bought this damn smelly eraser
i swear, it smells like a burnt metal.
then she keep attacking me and the bangla
with it as a weapon.

i like, i like.( NO, NOT THE ERASER)
funny four's damn entertaining.
we laughed until our stomachs hurt.
shit man. we must not screw up our mye ok.
then miss poon wont seperate us :P

3S makes my school life awesome((:
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