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Monday, May 30, 2005

the whole class late fer lesson 1. the thing is the ain't no lesson. the teacher pon and the classroom was undergoing renovation. not good at all.

next lesson was 3. 6 hrs to kill flies. so we talked talked talked dam loudly at the library and some of us went to jalan kayu fer prata. good shiat. colour and drawing lectures was so-so. said beside audrey and hazel. yes darn extra cuz i went to toilet, and there was the only sit. throughout the lecture, they actually drew some fuckin good anime. i was lyke jaw dropping. talented people.

got a list of stuff to get. have to go to bras basah complex or whatever to buy the materials. mafan shit.

4 to 6 tmr. hahaha i like
OK till then bye


7:39 PM