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Yu Xi;
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Thursday, May 25, 2006
Roflmao ! I ACTUALLY WROTE SOMETHING LIKE THAT IN MY PREVIOUS BLOG ENTRY? HAHAHAHAHA, WHAT A RETARDED IDIOT I AM! Sorry, its a way of distressing. How!? Parents meeting leh. If only my parents would think the same as every parent! They would look at my results, 3 fail badly, 4 passes, okay ignore the passes and aim straight for the fail, SCOLDING SESSION BEGINS NOW!
No seriously, Im extremely nervous right now. Because its my dad, Im imagining him talking to my teacher, and slapping his forehead while listening. And screaming at me in an unpleasant way. Dude, you have no idea how freaking scary that is. The last time was in sec 1 , when my dad had to meet miss sim. DAMNED I NEARLY SHIT MY PANTS, jk.
yu xi-de ! 7:09 PM
Chay Yu Xi;
What can i say?
Everybody's changing and I dont feel the same
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