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Saturday, July 17, 2004

wee! one week in a new classroom. 4o7 has currently invaded classroom 1O2. its all b'coz jiamin had some op for her knee. and her knees are weak to climb four flight of stairs.
 
being in the first floor is fun. very near to canteen. very near to assembly area. hee! no need to worry about being late for pe. but the sad thing ish tt we're always early for the other lessons. hmm. one more sad thing. its quite from the toilet. the 4o7 classroom was more accessible to the toileet. however, mr tan doesnt lyk us being there. wonder why. probably 'coz most of the time b4 his lesson with us, he'll be teaching 3p3 which is at the 4th storey. tts not our problem wat! but tt old man ish trying to chase us off back to our classroom. haiz.
 
my class got alot politics going on. woo. not alot la. but so many gossips flying here and there. haiyOx. yesterday was kelly's bday. ok. den wat else?
 
had this lame racial harmony celcebration (or so they call it) on friday. yea. tts it.
 
today's girgl guides meeting was not bad. not as bad as i thought it was gonna be.  listening to new now. hee.
 
o'levels nearing. wait a minute. prelims are even nearer. my ss/el paper is lyk in 6-7 weeks. tts scary man! haiz. pam needs to buck up. muz pull up my socks.
 
hey. ya. tt mrs loh ah. she go write down my name as one of the 10 representatives of 4o7 to go for speech day. wat the hell? it was the first time i was not attending speech day k? i guess the school muz have FINALLY realised tt it was stoopid to give me the prize for being the 1st in higher tamil when there's lyk onli 2 pple in our school who learn higher tamil. finally, intelligence is able to get thru some pple. =X and now she wants me to represent the class. please la. pple fridays are so precious to me. they are so damn precious to me. damn precious.



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