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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Nth abt my results will be state. For i did badly. And that wat i am suppose to do. Not to fail. To make it to the rite class.

First thing first. Sry that till now, i nv post any pics at all. I am ugly on pics and worst in life. But that doesnt bother me.

In the mornin there was PE. And, Mr ***** was like Ubin ppl go away, dun hav to do anything. Then i was 'moaning' abt it. After gettin bags, Mr ***** wasnt there so i took the chance to play. When he came back, he dint stop me. And btw, the only good thing abt me is that i could jump. But, dun ever make me jump. I dun need to entertain anyone anyway.


Ubin~

Upon reachin, no before reachin, i scream like a J* in that high pitch-ed tone. And with that, at the jetty there, got to rest. After a while, we had a walk and a trail which was 'educational'. It really was. But its more then meets the eye. **WOOT, i wanna improve my english** So, all the things there are suppose to be sweet. ( i still got that bitter taste in my own tongue..) But in any case, ther's a lot to learn, but for some, nth would be picked up.( i pick some stones ^^.)


School~
BAck to school, was sad that my result was as expected. For i did not wan to use certain points. That for me and HIM to know .. Well, it odd that Mr ***** dint scream when the class was so noisy. But nvm. When to *1C* to get my history. I hope that the teacher who mark my table still hav her good eyesight? O.o
Had trainin and yea, who wans to folo me to the mrt to buy some sweet and stuffs? Or, toys anyone? Donate to those ppl who need them more then u do!!!!!

After that, if u know, Mr *** would play Bball in which i cannot butt no matter how hard i try. All i wanna say is, HARD. And play. Win some Lose some. But in the end, it gets done.


*Reflect*
I duno wat to name this under and yea, reflect. Take it the *i pass my art* and wow! nv ever before. I will work hard. For now i know wat i was meant to be, i would not be sad but instead, i would be a lot more happy to accept wat was given to me. And if it was meant to be mine, it would not be taken away frm me. I learn this in Bball match. I know its sounds weird but, i am gifted to realize wat i hav. It was given to me, so i thank HIM.








The tiny small brown words today are meant for u. You know, 'well, i thank you. And/but ur advice is good. But to me, its juz ILOVEHER' was simply the replz to a gal who would willingly help me. But, it is me that needs u, not her. And, she is good. But, i am sry that i hav my own way for i listen to HIM. I duno how but one day, i will show u how much i meant or u could say, how much u mean to me now. One day.. One day.. For i dun mind wat will happen. For it is wat wont happen that will hurt me.

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