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Tuesday, June 3, 2008



Singapore Polytechnic's open house was alright, plainly because it was my first time for not being late while waiting for the rest at Ros's bus stop and also seeing my classmates named Ros and Danielle making stupid lamest jokes ever. What I strongly dislike about my day was because I was left out at the first place. Shaa had new friends with her now but luckily Ros and Danielle was there to brights up my day. AND ALSO! I was pulled out to dance Micheal Jackson because classmates sabo me and they knew that I'm the only dancer there. *coughs* You guys suck okay! It was really embarassing. The humiliation started when the DJ asked who can dance and classmates started to shout out my name (when everyone's watching) so that the rest of the world could see me standing there doing nothing for half a minute. How will I dance if the SP dancer itself sucks at dancing? And they expect me to dance Micheal Jackson? Like hell no! Pfft. I'd rather kiss Mr Singh in public than do that ridiculous Micheal Jackson dance.

I wonder how will I manage to keep this promise I solemnly promised to me one and only smackable-faced self. I want to mug as hard as I can, and fight for a place in SP that interests me. Like goddamnit, I want that course! However, due to my lack of self-confidence (as you can see), I doubt about my hopes. And so, this is the time I should start to discipline my ass to start working. So far, so good. I hope this lasts.

Again, I missed boyfy! He's been away to JB with friends since afternoon and since I'm out to SP in the morning and he's still sleeping at that time, I'm not able to talk to him on the phone. Please be back early! I MISS YOU AND I LOVE YOU BABY!

My post ends here. Short, simple and sweet, ain't it? I'm getting lazier nowadays. So yaa, pardon me alright. Take care, readers! :D





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