im just so tired i wish i could do this on the comp.. *slumps across keyboard* but i hv to persevere & finish my update!
halo! ytd was napfa test — hence the.. umm. simple outfit of uhh. SW? or PE? watever.
i suck at situps..
“2, 4, 6…” was the counting..
ira was my support.
how i count for her went like this:
napfa was at 2pm.
i was the 34th person for 2.4run amongst all school of business studnts yo.
usually i dun put effort laa..
steph was 18th.
see. BT students not that lembek/weak uh KAY.
hotmail’s being such a freaking bitch now.
[i’ve got 70 over emails to read hogayy.]
i was struggling when doing sit & reach.
we all did. ^^
tmr im working seyys.
tired lah. can.
some more; its not ling’s shift.
oh & btw?
waste of TIMMEEEEEE!!!
dance performance was ON.
we were planning to sneak away & watch fr afew minutes.
teacher like can guess our thots lidat!
“cher, may i go toilet?”
“no. can go only one by one”
the door were all locked, so we were locked within the auditorium’s foyer area, no escape down.
the performance were heard to be really good.
we were all practically SLEEPING in there.
WHAT WAS THE WHOLE POINT OF IT??
me & the dance members in my class were all going crazy in our heads bcos we couldnt at least watch the performance.
FOOK THE TEACHER.
*stamps on the ground & jumps un & down in fury*
GAAAAHHh!!! DAMN THE TEACHERRRRRR!!!
we were sooooooo upset.
i was. very. very. super very. upset. angry. disappointed. angry. angry. upset.
ytd, we walked to simei mrt from sch..
i had mirah in fits of laughter laaaa..
we were both non-stop hits laughing.
there was so many things to laugh & think about.
i suppose.. ):
oh. & today morning i kena slap with someone else’s bag too..
do i have the “slap me” look. -.-“
i was so sleepy, after the refreshing *clunk*, i was wide awake..
thank you, THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH, STRANGER.
oh nooooooo.. tmr finish at 5.30 SIAAAAAK…
& all theory lessons!
plus must bring my uniform lagiiiii..
& pack facial foam & all so i can look more refresh at work..
i wish i could just skip it.
bag’s gonna be super heavy.
eh no. dun tink so leh.
books all in locker..
no need tools..
oh yes.. bag’s gonna b light……….
but a price to pay: sit thru all the yakkings.
start at 9am.. cant mit kyn & they all [cos they start at 10, DIAM EH.]
oh, & just now b4 seminar, our BT seniors have got some business goin on:
damned cool can!
discounts for BT students.. ^^
i didnt make one.
those who did looked GORGEOUS LAH..
i didnt wanna waste money.. hurr hurr.. *shrugs*
mirah wanted to make one after the seminar [4.30pm, tattoo booth closes at 6]
so she went rushing alone while the rest of us bumblebums go relek one kornar at cafe 1.
sekali.. cannot daaaaa..
so poor thaaang.
come to think of it.
i oso want siaaa.
lasts up to 1 week.
looks similar to real tatts.
anyway. back to tmorr..
THURSDAYS SUCK SIAAAAAA…
gotta go nw.
p/s: i want something new. ): pls god? let it reach me.