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you lose one, you gain one.
Thursday, October 07, 2004 @ 21:09
hey. dammit. i am supposed to be studying geography.. not blogging. but neways, i have so much to talk abt. i may sound naive and spastic here but bear with me yea.. we talk quite a lot today and he gave me 2 sweets! and we played this "throw-wrapper-at-her/him" game (well it wasn't actually a game, but we threw wrappers at each other anw.).. and i had so much fun. *heehe* and then we walked to the busstop together to catch the 77 bus.. with aliff, nithiya, dayah and ain. sth funny happened at the busstop.. nithiya wanted to diss sth abt qian ling to us.. obviously she wasnt aware of qian ling behind her. huahua.. then he asked nithiya sth like, "is your brain and mouth connected?" *smile smile* yeah. he got me into high spirits on such a hot, humid and depressing day. it is depressing. nithiya and nette are still not talking.. school ended at 4.30 and there was 2 periods of malay. mt period is boring nowadays.. but oh well. we did the peribahasa test.. which i flopped. i didnt memorise lah of cos.. i mean oh hell, mdm rasiah expects us to follow the list word by word when doing these tests. i dont usually memorise stuffs. i understand them.. mdm rasiah is making my life very difficult. i don't think a lot of ppl are coming for school tmr. half of the class were deciding on whether to attend school.. shan, daniel and nette confirmed they're not coming. *sighs* he's goin..! he asked me in class whether im coming tmr and i told him im not sure.. and he said tt he's like confirmed coming.. cos he missed 2 days of school already.. so should i go? im still contemplating. i havent revise a single shit. and i should be doing it right now. *sighs* i can't believe how happy i was just talking to him.. i like to watch him smiling and frowning at the same time. i love the way he screws his face at me. i like him teasing me. i like him playing with my hair. i love the way he converses with other ppl. i love it when he says.."no.. i dun like tucking in my uniform" *beams* oh god, i wish it will be this blissful everyday. heee. *snaps back into reality* i should really start revising.


*and when the stars fall i will lie awake,
you are my shooting star*
me


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