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Monday, September 7, 2009
well, wake up at 9 plus, but then my class start at 1 o'clock and like wasting my time to get ready for sch.And like i got a text for my good fwen saying that she have arrive at sch to early. and it was at 12 and i told her that i am going out of the house at 12,and then when to school firsttime wearing "A SKIRT" and it looks like a small kid when i am wearing it and like not comfortable at first but then like okok.. but i scary to go to school alone wear a skirt some more. then i text me good fwen to go with me.And meet me at bishan mrt station .(well i meet her not she meet me) lol@!!!!!and then like me her then go to school la. then i walk to sch and people . talk2 like one kind when i walk pass."WATEVER" and then she got text and a call from her boyfwen.and then she say that she is otw walking in school already. and i ask they go home already of not then .she say that there at workshop .then i say why they nvr go home.then by the time we walk thought the gate path.she say them .like they are waiting for her.like that. and i was like shit la.. why now!!!! why me.!!! then i just walk straight and not turn backand up the stair while she went to her boyfwen ..who is with his fwens and "HIM"(lol!) and i went up the stair like there is someone chasing me like that . and then when in the class . then she when in the class . and i ask her some questions.and .omg ..he saw!!!!! ShIT... shy sey!!!..and then. NOTHING MUCH doing int the school,TODAY. but using the computer and suft the net,till 5 like that. but or the first time i have noting to do . but internet.. and i watch video. while my fwen so call" go home/watch movie".. and like . yeah..the watch titanic(my favourite show. )but watching sims2 version .. it was cool la. but i was sleepy at the begining part of the story. then watch till almost the end . then decide to go home. go home was fun. no i don't mean the bus ride home la. but going home with my bffl(best friends for life)and i decide to go pasir ris .coz it is almost time to break fast.so yeah.and we can't go down alot of people.and then talk22 then reach pasir ris then have a walk and look at clothes. and my personal fashion decider(zora) help me look for cool clothes. but then i was so picky .. and there was alot of cool and nice outfit. and . then we have found two.cool shop that ,we can shop at.!!SWEEt!!!!! then check out the mall and almost checking out the mall from top to bottom.and then my mum call and then we break fast. at coffeeshop. like that in the mall. and this aunt look at us like we are twin. lol!!!and like wat is up she keep staring at us for the rest time while we are there.la. and then i was finishing eating . and then zora brought a dress .. and she ask me if i want to buy one then i say .. yeah.ok. then tmr i will pay you. then like. the dress i brought was brown and long. like selene gomez outfit. then . got to take train to home coz scary late . then take bus. say bye to my fwen . meet up with my mum.and my little bro .coz he is sick. and poor him. vomit in the morning just now.and then go home with them la. and then my bro. eat medicas.and sleep.. hope you get well soon.. yeah.. |