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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 4:11 PM
date: Thursday, October 05, 2006
durgga ; math was damn fuck. i doubt i'll pass, why the flying fuck did i redraw my graph when i only had 5 mins left? i dont know, its exam pms i tell you. literature was chicken feet lahzzzz, but i was still writing conclusion when she said stop. :D and you know there's one super irritating song that will be playing in your head when you're doing exam. song of lit exam -> steam, wouldnt say it was annoying. song of math exam -> uncle fucker, haha that pissed me off lah. i was like asking that bloody song t get out of my head. from which fucked up nerve, that song came from i wonder. last 5 mins of math exam, i could already feel tears in my eyes, stupid reaction and crying always somehow makes me feel like a fool or its a remedy.
then i felt like i was fucked up fool, thank you tears.
thanks people who cheered me up, but ironically it made the tears come out more. :/ oh well, i calculated how much i'd lose. here it is.
graph ( bastard ) -> atleast 10 marks
qn 2B -> 4 marks
qn 3B -> 3 marks ( give me a semi circle and a bloody circle in it, and no measurements and ask me whats the probability that the dart will hit the circle, wtf is that )
qn 8C ( paper 1 ) -> 2 marks
qn 6, last one lah -> 2 marks
that weird qn from paper 1 -> 2 marks
mensuration -> 5 marks
careless mistakes -> 15 marks
that leaves me with a grand total of 57 marks. right, how wonderful does that sound. bloody desmond keong, i gave him a deluxe supreme black face when he entered our class during exam. apparently, tania told me that he told her sister's class that the paper was v difficult t fail. HAHHAHAHAA, thats the most fucked up thing ever.
tell me i'll pass art and i'll tell you that you've got aids.


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