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Tuesday, November 3, 2009



School is boring without proper lessons. Life is boring without excitment or worse still, with nothing to blog.

I'm suffocating in the school. Yes, in that school which take away two precious years of my youth when it is ending soon. I can't believe it. I have to spend another year in this school.

Alright enough of all this. If my life is not miserable enough I should re-post all the complains and frustrations again (dun bother about this sentence, I dun understand it either).

You knows what happens if I stare at the OP (oral presentation - a component of PW) slides for too long? If I change one thing after staring at them for two minutes, by now I would have changed at least nine hundred things.

I found a song which tune never fail to console my tortured heart (no, it's just stressed).

How to love someone by Ashley Tisdale :)







Nice isn't it?



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