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Wednesday, October 10, 2007

EXAMS ARE OVER ! I'M OFFICIALLY SUFFERING FROM POST-EXAM STRESS

TODO;
1. WATCH ALL CHENEY'S ANIME ( omgwtfbbq ? ._. )
2. TRAINING ! ( i've totally forgotten to bowl . today i had training . i almost died HEHEHE )
3. PLAY AUDI
4. PLAY OTHER ONLINE GAMES
5. GO OUT
6. SOCIALISE ( LOL !!! )

and other stuff . oh man .

it's so stressful ! HAHAHA .

gl to everyone who hasn't finished exams (:

HI CHENEY . GL FOR O'S . HEHEHEHEHE . I'VE FINISHED MY EXAMS ALR . LALALALALA .

weeeeeeee . i'm free ! trallalalas .

today at dinner time i proclaimed that i wasn't going to obs

1. dirty
2. dirty
3. unhygienic
4. bugs
5. ulu ulu place no where near civilisation
6. gross
7. muddy
8. wet
9. grass
10. dirt
11. refuse to bathe ( and it's like 3-4-5 days ? i'm not going )

and they didn't let me not go . then i started threatening them . at first it was like . I PUT MY FOOT DOWN, I AM NOT GOING TO OBS . HATE CAMP .
it didn't work .
PLAN B .
I'M GOING TO FALL SICK . EAT SOMETHING AND GET FOOD POISONING .
it didn't work .
PLAN C .
I AM GOING TO THE HOSPITAL AND GET SOME DISEASE .

( along the way, this is part of th conver about th hospital bit )
meimei: but you don't even KNOW which BUS to take there .. ( note the bus )
me: I CAN CALL A CAB IN RIGHT ?
dad: typical urban teenager .
mum: that's why she isn't in sports school ...

honestly why does everyone associate sports school with like . independance or something . can't you be a spoilt brat and still go there ? LOLLL . well you'd have to be a FIT spoilt brat . trallalalas .

END .
love taxis .

x3michelle
LOL

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