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Sunday, August 20, 2006

Right. Changed my skin again!
More to girlie part now. Haa.

Another fucking stupid tuition day again.
Things were going fine at first.
When it comes to the end, I just did one fucking stupid careless mistake,
and there so go.
"I tell you, if you continue like like, you're going to fail your O levels."
Here me say this in your face,
FUCK YOU.
Which teacher say this to you?
You will fail your O levels.
Oh please, its not the first time you said this.
Fucking woman.
And I was in a hell bad mood whole day before tuition.
I shouted at everybody instead of talking nicely.
The moment tuition ended, I swear I was hopping mad/joy.
If I had a knife at that moment, I really can stab her.
I don't mind going to jail, you know.
Daddy said that since O levels are just weeks from now, must as well go through with it.
Fuck, I have to endure all her fucking nonsemce again.

Sorry for being vulgar in this entry, please pardon.

Now I shall not talk about her.
Had Hans with parents for dinner.
Yum, it was nice.
Ate ice crean for desserts.
Haa.
I'm feeling much better now.
Thanks to B, for cheering up by talking to me. Haa.
And family, for that yummy dinner :D


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