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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

teacher's day is an eff'ed up day. or rather teacher's day celebration day.

well woke up at a friggin 545 and met gerald to study some media at fj. met huiwen and weilun there and well didn't really study. the quiz was alrite. shld be pretty ok

aftr that went fer lunch at fj but i got this bad bad stomachache. had it throughout the whole day. ahd make-up lessons wif amy and went through the grades and shit

amy also said that next semester will be hard and might be costly. so she recommend us to work our asses throughout the 1 month break. hows that.

and i need to improve on my zara invitation. haiz was suppose to go art friend but cant tahan the pain so went home. then aftr i ate the porridge i bought. the pain went off. like wtf starting to think if its gastric.

ok i'm gonna go abck to shuttering and might just practice drawing fer the assigment tmr.

till then folks.


2:34 PM