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(Monday, September 15, 2008-)
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# the alpha of a five day doom.-
" We like our fun and we never fight
You cant dance and stay uptight "
Monday. The most dreaded day of every week. The first day back from the weekends to school. And mine started with a morning jog again. What a way to start my school week. LOL. Today seemed to go by at snail's pace.
We had double English in the early morning, me and Reza were freaking half asleep. Followed by another dreading two periods of BM. Oh yeah, there was a new kid in year ten. I sat next to Cyril as always, and like the period seemed to pass by so slowlyyyyyy. Break wasn't too great, and the following periods of Add Math and Chemistry were ordinary. Mr Teo was like piling information into my minescule add math brain space which I completely struggled to find shortcuts. Ms Farah thought us Organic Chemistry. Funky alkane and alkenes. I love my notes. Lol, random.
I guess at 15, and sitting through the same loads of classes can take its toll on your hardly amused mind. Pffft.
ECAs were after school. I decided to try out dance. It wasn't too bad I guess. The only thing that kept my spirits lifted was the sight of the guys dancing. They weren't too bad, but Yung Man seemed to be a serious hit with the young kiddos. Ana and me never stood in front cause we're too cool for that. :P While waiting to dance, (we had to take turns cause the little kids . . there were just too many ) Yung Man continued his series of Mr Willy and me. HEEH. I took a lift home from Yung Man.
And, since my shoulder injury is still .. there, I didn't swim today. So Moh and everybody like skyped me. But I couldn't hear no nothing soooo.

michello.

farah, being farah.

funny faces. :D
she's totally g'na kill me for putting this here.
heh.
Dinner today was nice roti jala. Super malaysianised food. I love Malaysian food. :D :D Especially roti jala and curry, chicken curry. Yummy, yum, yum.

And now, I find myself in front of my computer plotting ways and tactics to cream Jun Jet. HAHAHAHA. And totally practicing/fitting chorey in the okh dance.
p.s. Year 10s and 11 are gonna totally do some serious stuff this Friday. Looks like cheerleaders can't remain dormant for long. :P
see ya blog browsers!
izzeh.
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