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Friday, November 24, 2006

Elated!... almost.

the last of my four consecutive papers is OVER! thank goodness. i am almost elated, overjoyed, but not moved to tears yet. got two more papers next week, but at least got break la....

5 papers down, and 2 more to go. take a closer look. got 4 consecutive papers from 20th to 23rd nov, 9a.m and 5p.m alternating. that means i had to piah the 2nd 9a.m paper that was after the 5p.m paper. wow i slept a grand total of 2 hours b4 the paper, and still had energy the next day. clap clap.

idunnowhyeverytimeistoneistartthinkingofsomestuffandthenithoughtofshuhuimyIJclassmatewhomeiwasonceclosewithbutlostcontactnowthathshe'soverseasandsincewegraduated. iusedtosendheremailslikethiswithnospacingwhatsoeversohere'sasmallparatocommemorateourshortfriendshipinclassforthosetwoyears.
shewassuchajoytobewithalwaystheonejokingnomatterwhatandwassosweettositnexttomewhensillysiyingskippedschoolallthetimejustbeforetheOlevelsandihadtositalonetososhemovedoverandsatwithme.
thanksdarling.



Anna is becoming a worrier nowadays.
I worry too much over things that have yet to come or have proved to be worth worrying over.
I used to be one of those who thought that people who worry too much were just plain silly. now i'm being the silly one.
i worry bout how short the holidays will be.
i worry bout how i'm gonna do my room and if it's even gonna be a better looking one.
i worry bout the thing gina and i are gonna start up.
i worry that it will take us forever to get the foundations right.
i worry bout astro. A LOT.
i worry bout school.
even after exams, i'll worry bout the results, worry bout the time table next sem, worry bout the next exams.
wei ming and wei yao were talking bout FYP on our way back. and i was like "shit. Gina, FYP how ah. i tink i'm so dead."
i worry that the amount of knowledge i have, or lack of, is not gonna pull me through FYP.
uncle says can partner la. but gina and me partner each other? i tink i'll pull both our grades down la.
i don't know wat i'm worrying bout anyway.
worrying is the most un-productive thing to do. all it does is add a few more wrinkles and nothing good comes out of it.
I SHOULD STOP WORRYING!.

giving up a short shopping trip tonight was worth it. well, at least i got a good dinner at the place of MY choice and my dad paid for it. muahahah.
and my bro didn't join us, cuz his lame ass reason was that he got sore throat, and when we eat out with mum and dad, we must eat good food cuz they're paying. so he's decided not to come along.

Mum: eh my colleague very funny today. his wife called him to go school to collect their son's PSLE results cuz she's too nervous to go herself.
Dad: aiya! u never tell her, our son never studied as long as he's in school, and he still made it to ITE wat!

haha. my dad joker lei. but he spoke too soon..... cuz later in the nite we found out that my brother was barred from exams cuz of his extremely poor attendance.

Mum: eh how come the printer cannot print what's on the screen that i want to print?
Dad: what you printing?
Mum: appeal letter for him to take his exams lor. the school bar him from taking his exams cuz his attendance too poor.
Dad: *sniggers*

it has come to a point where i tink my dad and i have given up on my bro and watch him like any other tv shows. and my bro has failed to realise that we actually have never really given up on him. it takes 3 other family members just to wake his bloody ass out of bed so he can get to school. my mum's blood pressure has never really went down, cuz she has to go through the trauma of getting my brother out of bed every morning. and it is NOT an easy job. and it's pretty expected of bro to oversleep when school starts late and no one's around to get his fat ass out of bed.

now, even i wanted to laugh at my bro when i heard that he can't take the exams. he could be graduating in less than a month, and he can't take the exams to pass his silly ass. it's so amusing how i can find it funny, like how i'd find any other school gossips funny.

ok i'm like super excited and happy that i'm going shopping with miss gina gan tmr! then we'll continue studying la. BUT WE CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT A LITTLE SHOPPING K! hehe. and what's a blog without some pics? since i'm in a pretty good mood, i have pics that puts me in a good mood just looking at them and reminiscing =)


indochine without flash cam. but the chicken getting a bit too salty.


Canele. who can resist arty farty cakes in good company.

huh. this one suppose to be the designated picture perfect spot in Disneyland. but not very picture perfect and i look fat. HAHA.

MEANIE! but cracked me up. pointing finger.

love las vegas. always and forever.

some cold crazy day in San Francisco.

those happy days.

ok gonna drink my yakult and sleep now. colored words for a happy night =)



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